Further along that same stretch of coastline we visited some blowholes set into the cliff top - here the swell of the southern ocean forces air (and in high seas whole waves) up through the cliffs, we arrived there as the sun was setting and the sound they made in the failing light was astonishing, and quite erie.
walking back up we snapped at the colours of the setting sun, as always they hardly do it justice
That night we camped on the coast, with the tent pitched in the lee of the car to keep it from blowing away
Last day with the car, and we motored north through the Southwestern wheatbelt (no pics of that, I was busy driving) to the pretty town of York before heading back to Perth itself.
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