As we leave Broome the distances down the west coast between places are long and the road straight with flat arid landscape skirting the edge of the Great Sandy Desert. We find one of the only campsites along this stretch of coast off the main highway along a badly corrugated dirt track which challenged Hilda a bit ( eggs in fridge survived being scrambled though!). The trip was worth it though as the campsite was wild and beautiful (despite many of its palm trees being devastated by a cyclone in 2009) and the beach was amazing but it was very windy over the two days we stayed whipping up some big surf.
Eighty Mile Beach is renowned for its white sand and fantastic variety of seashells and we found some beauties especially at low tide when the tide went out as far as 1km.
Paul tried fishing but the wind, waves and some pesky seagulls trying to get the prawn bait mean’t no catch.
She sells seashells at 80 Mile Beach
A collection of shells from 80 Mile Beach
Get off me bait!!