I was positive that the rain would have cleared this morning
but was disappointed to hear the tink of rain as I woke. The boys were up
around 7:30 and made their own breakfast and disappeared into the bushes to
finish off their secret hideouts that they had started yesterday. I put my head back on the
pillow and read for a while and it was after 9:30 before I climbed out of bed,
and only then because the boys had invited us for ‘Mournos’ in their hideout.
After the boys had had a bit of fun with the video on their bikes we
decided that the wind and drizzle was going to keep us of the water again today
so we would head to the 4wd tracks along Seaford Bay that is on the ocean side
of the peninsula. We spent the first 30 minutes or so driving along some basic
4wd tracks through typical bush scrub which turned into some pretty cool dunes
at Cape Tournefort. Back on similar tracks we went to Wanna Lookout, which of
course was the basis of about 45 jokes, all as funny as each other! "Do you Wanna go to the Lookout" Bahahahah!
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After lunch we headed for the Sleaford – Wanna Dunes that I
had heard was pretty spectacular. As soon as we drove over the first hill we
were amazed at the size and expanse of the dunes, they seemed to go for ever.
After letting the tires down to 20 PSI we rolled our way through what I
imagined the Sahara Desert would look like, except on one side was a raging ocean.
Thankfully there were numbered red
marker poles to lead our way across the dunes and eventually we found a dune that
looked perfect for the boys to ride. They had a great time and I was pretty
close to climbing up and having a go myself.
The peak of sandhill had a plume of sand blowing off it and it reminded me of the images you see of the snow blowing of the peak of Himalayan mountain peaks!
After about 5 kms of sand the path changed to a very very very rough
rocky track that has been chiselled out of the limestone rock base. The
landscape and views were spectacular but the bone jarring nature of the road
slightly detracted from the experience! The boys enjoyed counting down the
marker poles and cackled in delight as we passed through some of the crossings,
especially where we were driving at some pretty acute angles!
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At the end of the track we pumped up our tyres and had a
quick look down Whalers Way, that was unfortunately locked up and then headed
back to camp.
The sun did manage to show its head for a short time in the
afternoon but not for long enough for anything spectacular to happen! The
rocking back and forth in Izzy had drained us all and it wasn’t long before we
were all in bed dreaming about clear weather tomorrow.
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