Cliff Head 12 - 13 November 2006

Left Dongara and headed south and settled down for the night down the road at a beachside camp amongst the fishermen’s cottages where they are legally allowed to squat. This is a unique situation in Australia. Met Garfield (who looked very much like his name sake) and Carol and Darryl. They are all long-term travellers and were enjoying the camp and a spot of fishing. Garfield is a full on character who was knocking back tinnies as soon as they were opened! He is rigid with no neck from a degenerative cartilage disease he got from working in mines for 20 years, caused by sulphuric acid, a by-product of diesel fumes. Didn’t know anything about it!
Had a quiet day and went for a walk along the beach in the afternoon. The easterly breeze picked up and swung around to the west. The foreshore is pilled high with sea grass and it feels like you are walking on a trampoline.
We stayed another day and caught up on a few motorhome tasks. Met another couple who have been on the road for 18 years!! They are older now but were very content and happy! The laugh was their names were Barbie and Ken! But home was white not pink! Watched the activity on the water as all the Cray boats are allowed to put their pots in two days ahead of the season to “wet the pots”! The build up to us getting a crayfish is quite exciting. We certainly feel like its going to be worthwhile! I suppose they start selling very soon!