Now that I’ve passed the eastern-most point in Australia (Byron Bay), every day’s drive will get me somewhat closer to Perth. I knew I had a long tedious drive to do today, so I kicked off by riding my bike down to the beach for a swim with the local surfers. It was very nice and I could have stayed there much longer that I did. Instead I shot off to the local town for breakfast (something I was originally planning to do in Byron Bay) and then hit the tedious turnpike.
Actually, it was a turnpike (toll road) and wasn’t as bad as I was expecting. It was quite busy, but limited to 2 lanes (1 in either direction) for most of it with passing lanes opening up from time to time. It reminded me somewhat of the old coast road up from Bunbury to Perth before they opened up the freeway. There was a fair bit of construction underway because they are trying to expend the entire stretch to 4 lanes. Some sections were done and seemed very light on traffic with 4 lanes.
I finally arrived at my destination after catching another small ferry and found a campsite at Myrall Lakes just over some sand dunes from a gorgeous eternally-long looking beach. I pitched my tent and went for a swim – just to bookend my day with two beautiful swims. The beach somehow reminded me to Assateague Island, but with possible dingoes instead of wild horses. Found some mysterious paw prints in the sand the following morning.
