I awoke early and peaked out the window, a red dot rising above the sea was a nice sight to see, but I fell asleep too soon to take a picture of it.
5 bits of bird crap featured on the van in the morning, clearly the blue, green and orange machine was a morning target for the seagulls. Also a strange hybrid breed of wasp/fly decided I was a good target for morning stinging, repetitively.
We got on our way and stopped at a place 120 km away called Pemberton. During lunch we was asked to move the van due to the oncoming bush fire, as it turns out the fire department decided to set their own country alight, so we hung around to watch it.
Continuing down the southern route across the coast, we came across another bush fire, this time it wasn’t controlled by the fire department but a natural one that every Australian out of a city fears. Fortunately it didn’t get too big and we carried on through it after it was cleared.
A pair of Dutch girls were waiting in their Queen inspired camper van too who we talked too (although the went back for a late lunch rather than wait for the fire to go out).
Passing Denmark (yes really) we arrived at our destination for the day: Albany, where we settled in a caravan park opposite a Kangaroo farm, with another stunning view.
Alive: 50+ (farmed, not wild) Dead: 1