Eighty Mile Beach has a lot of clay in the sand. The tide was out in the morning, the sea was about two MCGs away.
We tried to get to the water's edge, but the muddy sand stopped us. George and Lexi were sinking in a long way. It looked like slip, very wet, sludgy clay. It took some work to rinse it off our feet.
Our journey took us near to Karratha and Dampier, so we turned in, mostly to see the statue of Red Dog in Dampier.
If you're not involved in mining, there isn't a lot going on in these towns. We tried to buy a Red Dog cloth badge for the girls, but they don't seem to make one. Plenty of stubbie holders though.
We found the turn off to Forty Mile Beach on the second go, you need to turn down the gas plant road. We met the camp ground host who explains how the sites work, where to camp, etc. There are no toilets here so Georgina got to christen our portable toilet. For the first time since Limmen National Park we actually felt cold and wore our jumpers after sunset. The wind is blowing off the ocean here. We could see lights across Regnard Bay from our beach.
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