Wheweee! Big day.
Thankfully a tailwind for most of it and a beautiful 20 m wide hard clay dirt road that only lacked bitumen to be an urban arterial.
Even so, the first 70 km to the Daybreak (?) mine turnoff seemed to take forever.

Went past the site of the Boorabin burn over but apart from thousands of hectares of slowly regenerating shrubbery there was no indication of the tragedy and ruined careers that happened here. A sobering tale for drivers and for those charged with keeping them safe over the drivers imperatives of meeting deadlines.

Finally got to the Victoria Rocks Road turnoff as the southerly sea breeze came in so was blown up the last 30 km to a suitably isolated camping spot. This road started out hopefully but degenerated after the first 10 km to a single lane of patchy hard base/sand/potholes and occasional corrugations. Not a problem to ride but just needed to stay alert.

As the sun set the shadows made reading the corrugations too difficult at about the same time that the legs gave out.

After the second horizontal dismount of the trip I pulled off onto one of the thousands of tracks into the bush and set up camp a hundred meters off the road. The meat ants were just going to bed when I arrived and by the time I had the tent up the bull ants had gone home leaving only the inch long big bars**&ds for the last ten minutes.

Then it was just me, the bat flying up and down catching mozzies and the donkey and feral dog tracks in the dark.

Good night.