Leaving Streaky bay the following morning we drove south along an unmade road, still partly under construction. Weather has improved a bit, it's now a typically English summer's day- sunshine and showers and a little windy, and about the same temperature. The coastline here is very rugged and beautiful, with a few fishing villages along the road. Oz doesn't have the same Elf&safety regime that we have at home, if you go too close to the edge and fall over it's your fault.

There are many odd things to be seen along this coast, including a "Whistling Rocks" where the actions of the waves in holes in the rock cause a whistling sound, and the spray comes up many metres through blowholes when the tide is in. If you look closely at this picture you can see a blowhole at the right hand side, unfortunately we can't let you hear the whistling but if you ask when we are home we will demonstrate!

At point Labatt we came across a colony of sea lions basking on the rocks below us. There were around 50 of them, and they came and went into the water. It can't have been too warm for them basking on the rocks, as it was rather windy.

A couple of the females were guarding a nursery on the beach.

Coffee time, and a stop at a roadhouse we found a room devoted to a great white shark which was the largest ever landed by rod and line. The young man who caught it, with a 22kg line, played it for five hours. The shark is 5.2 mtrs long and weighs 1320kg. Anne says it has bad breath!

 On a bit further we encountered Murphy's haystacks, a rather odd rock formation on the only small hill on a very flat plain- we could see for many miles around us.

It seems that Murphy was extolling the virtues of Tedding to produce good quantities of hay when he was passing this area on a bus trip, and forever after the guide called them Murphy's Haystacks. Well- that's the story anyway.

As the weather looked decent we decided to spend the night in the roof tent at a place called Venus bay, about the only thing there was this very old pier which was built to export grain and wool in the last century. Many of these piers are being preserved as heritage buildings, a pity we don't look after more of ours!However, during the night the rain came back, and continued this morning, and we had to pack the tent and awning away wet. We will have to get them out again soon or they will be damaged.

Travelling onwards Southwe came across another amusing road sign we have seen a few of these as we have driven through South Australia. Can you imagine seeing this alongside a motorway in the UK?

We have stopped tonight at a place called "Coffin Bay", despite the odd name it has nothing to do with graveyards, it was named after an Admiral friend of Flinders, who first mapped this coast. This is the Oyster capital of the world- they export millions of these around the world. It is a lovely area, renowned for it's fishing from the beach and the pier, as well as small boats. Unfortunately, although we would like to do a bit, the weather is not conducive to comfortable contemplation on the pier!

We are once again in a cabin tonight- the weather is not promising unfortunately. But there is something to look forward to- we are going to a restaurant tonight so that Anne can sample the oysters. I shall stick to my fish and chips.......