SA to WA

We’re away at dawn, leaving the dusty park for the open road, Ben's after the elusive flat white in Streaky Bay. It turns out to be a beautiful little town with tidy streets and nice shops although at 8:50am only the coffee shop is open. Breakfast is finished in the van by the time Ben brings back some hot drinks. We have internet for ten minutes then we fall off the network again. 

It’s 2pm somewhere, but not here, because we’ve crossed the border and every device has a different time. We crossed on dark after a seriously long day driving, leaving before sunup. Due to the lack of internet there was some delays showing our travel declarations but here we are marching on through the dark. We find our roo spotters which send beams of light out over the berm which is helpful when we dip our full beams to oncoming traffic. 

The next day we start a lot later as some of us need the sleep in, I’m nervous as Ben had a waterfall of messages come in when he linked to the patrol wifi, just briefly, to show his border pass. One mentions a storm heading our way but we have no means by which to check the progress of said terrible storm -there’s no radio, there’s no cell and there sure as hell ain’t no internet. I did see a story about a gnarly weather event coming and the impending doom for NSW hopefully we're not heading into anything nasty.

We’ve had a few showers roll though and it’s a grey old day. The rest areas and overnights are home to mozzies and bush flies. The roads are straight and long and absolutely endless. You know those trips where you feel like you’re almost there but it’s just taking forever - we’ll it’s like that but for hours. We’ve really done some miles and enjoyed being able to pull in and immediately feel at home. We had to toss all our veges at the border and she even stole our honey. It’s only 700 something kms to the nearest supermarket so it’s meat and pasta for tea without a vege in sight, argh. 

The landscape barely changes, there’s literally nothing to see but yet there is some sort of magic about the place. The edge of the bight is in the distance at one point and it looks as though you’re at the edge of the world looking out and the earth just ends, right there. You can’t see over as it’s a cliff, it just ends.  The monstrously long road trains roar by, they’re up to 80t which is just crazy to think as we are only about 8t. You can travel for miles without seeing another vehicle and when you do it’s most likely to be a road train. We did see a cyclist at night though, in the pitch dark, just this blob of light hovering along slowly, was weird until we came closer and could see the little cyclist. 

Just a few hundred kilometres to go.