Day 33 Cape Leveque

As the sun crawled over the still wet sand, I checked my wrist watch to confirm that it still was only 4:30. After I took in the view of the beach and the ocean without leaving our inflatable mattress on the sands of the beach-shack, I looked to my right just in time to see Zachary kick Jacqui in the head as he moved around on the larger inflatable mattress the boys had slept on. Note-to-self; Make sure the mattress the boys are on doesn’t butt up against ours on future camping nights.
Jacqui eventually woke up and by 6:30, we’d made it across the white sands for an early morning swim. At about 30 degrees, the water around here is barely refreshing but as a family unit, we’ve agreed to put our shoulder to the wave and struggle on.
After breakfast, we headed north to a small aboriginal community called One Arm Point for a bit of an explore, before ducking off the main track to the Cygnature Pearls farm, for a look around. It was then back to the Beach-shack for our best effort at a sweaty snooze. The heat finally got to us and we took the boys down to the rocks at high tide for a cool down just in front of the shack. The swim inspired us to let the air out of the tyres again and we headed up the beach for another swim and some fishing.
The fishing delivered the usual results and the boys decided that exploring the rocks at low tide would be more fun and they were right. We discovered a number of new species including a range of Sea-slug type creatures that appeared to breed in huge quantities and also in a raft of colour options. Sadly the boys christened these things the “Turd-fish” and have entered this name and description into their school diaries. Some explaining will be required, I’m sure.
We finished the day with dinner around the fire followed by a hysterical session of charades under a spectacular full moon. I’m not sure when we’ll have a more perfect day.
Cheers,
Jorg