Day 39 - Sunday, 21 February - (Carnarvon)

Best day ever -

Sunrise at Coral Bay.

From my morning walk before breakfast.

Too big to take home !

A hige wave did "take" a tourist - in 2012, I think.

Although the wind is not strong, the sound from the Blowholes become extremely intense as we approach the end of the cliff, by foot.   There  is no word to fully describe the forces of the nature on this particular site.

20 m higher than us, like a Geyser or a vulcano of water.   There is one big Blowhole and 3-4 smaller ones.  The force of the Ocean pushes the water under the cliff and up through these holes.

An inferno from which nobody could possibly escape before being crushed agaist the cliffs.  The red sandstone is sharp and unforgiving.  We are about 15 m above sea level and the waves are powerful.    

The wave that left saltwater between these rocks could have been a "killing" one.

The rest of the day is non eventful.  We want to reach Carnavon and to camp there.  A good place for shopping fresh fruit and vegetables - and fried chicken.

The red sand dunes and the scarse vegetation over the remaining kilometers remind us of Gondwana, the ancient country of which Namibia is part.   As we have read, Australia was attached to Africa (as one Continent) before "sailing" off towards the south-eastern part of the world we know today.  Could that explain why the landscapes are so very similar in West Australia and in south east Africa ?

We cook supper with a couple of other campers in the campsite half open air kitchen.  We are now in a position which allows us to pass on tips to other travellers.   

 

We have 250 g fried Scallops each for supper together with salad and multigrain bread fresh from the baker this morning.

Life is good to us.