Next part of our plan was to head to Perth where we were going to meet up with an Aussie called Tanya who we also met in Fiji. However, Perth is a fooking long way (about 3000km) and would mean crossing the Nullabor (means no trees in Latin). So obviously it was gonna be a long drive! The starting point if you like for the Nullabor was a place called Ceduna. It took us about 2 days to get there, through little tiny towns which seemed to have no people! Ceduna wasn't much busier, that was a small place with not much going on. So we camped there and headed for the Nullabor the folllowing day. After a couple of hours of driving we took a detour to a place called Cactus Beach which is a popular surf beach, but only for the hard core though as the surf gets very big and of course there's always the risk of a shark attack. To get there though we had to drive down a dirt track 21km long which was the worst unsealed road we've encountered, it was a right bone shaker and Rich nearly lost it a couple of times! There was a very pretty pink lake there though, although it doesn't look very pink on the photos but trust me, it was VERY pink! Something to do with the micro organisms that live in it! After that we set off for the South Australia / Western Australia border (our target for the day). We stopped off to marvel at the great Australian Bight which is where the sea meets the south coast and there is 2000km of 90m cliffs, no beaches or anything, just sheer drops, looks pretty awesome! We finally arrive at the border after a full days driving down straight flat roads that seem to never end. Contrary to the name though, Nullabor does have trees, if bush like trees, but it is very deserted. Didn't see a single live Kangaroo (they're only really active at dawn and dusk and didn't want to risk driving at those times in case we hit one. Apparently they are really stupid and are attracted by the lights of the vehicles, but will make a right old mess of your car if you hit one!) but loads of dead ones at the sides of the road! We'd driven about 500km that day and decided to treat ourselves to a cabin at the roadhouse at the border instead of putting our tent up!
Next day it was much of the same, driving driving driving on the long straight road. There's a part of it which is the longest peice of straight road in Oz (146km) and you could probably drive it with your hands behind your head, if only the road wasn't so rough and our car didn't pull to the right! Anyway, it was a long old drive with not much to look at, although we did spot a couple of emu's by the side of the road, but couldn't get a picture, Rich chased them into the bush with the camera but they were too quick for him! We did a million crosswords to pass the time, drank 250 litres of water and finally reached the end (Norseman) early evening (we'd gained 2.5 hours as we'd moved into a different time zone!) We'd driven over 800km that day! We were going to spend the night in Norseman but just before the end of the nullabor (about 80km) we saw a place in the bush where we could camp for free. We really (well I did!) wanted to do this as we may have been able to see Kangaroos around then at dusk and dawn and maybe some emus and other interesting wildlife. But no, did we 'eck as like. What we saw was 50000000 mosquitos and flies! I got absolutely bitten to fook! My bum is just a mess of red lumps, there must've been a gang of them in my sleeping bag! So our bush camping experience was a bit of a nightmare in the end. Even more so by the morning when I got dihorrea and had to 'go' in the bush about 7 times before we could even think about leaving! Thinking about it, that was probably when the mozzies got my bum!
When we could leave finally we headed for Perth via Esperance where we chilled out by the beach, did some washing and stuff and gave the car a bit of a rest!
The journey from Esperance to Perth was about 800km...piece of cake now! We drove (I say we, I mean Rich, he did the whole lot, wouldn't let me drive, think this has something to do with the speed!) all day, stopping off at Wave rock (oddly, it's a rock that looks like a wave!) and a dog cemetery! Again, we did crosswords and drank water and finally arrived in Perth around 6pm. Wahey, Perth! It's about 4000km from Melbourne to Perth, a bloody long way, but still only a smidgen of Australia. Driving in a straight line in one direction for 4-5 days really does give you a sense of how bloody big this country is.














