Oh dear … I made a big blunder when leaving Cocklebiddy and ended up driving half way back to Madura!
Well, I misread the sign coming out of the roadhouse, and unfortunately didn’t ‘click’ until I was half way to Madura. I know, I know – the sun was on the wrong side of me and my intuition was telling me that something was wrong – but there you go – we all make mistakes (though maybe some of them are best not admitted to).
So I turned back and sped past the Cocklebiddy Roadhouse hoping I wouldn’t see my neighbours who were still there when I left … and with the sun where it should be and my car a little lighter for petrol, I continued on to Caiguna where I had a petrol stop and a coffee.
And who should I meet at Caiguna but Tom and Annie, who were still waiting for their Avgas to arrive. They had been there for two days waiting for the fuel to arrive on the truck. They were heading for Esperance after re-fuelling.
Around lunchtime I decided to stop at Balladonia and had a look through the museum in the motel complex. Besides informative historical info re plants, fauna, early pioneers etc. they had info about the early Redex Trials in the 1950’s (particularly relevant as I had covered these stories when writing a book for Warren Smith in Melbourne.)
Arriving in Norseman I made a beeline for the local supermarket (there is only one) to stock up on some supplies as I was hanging out for some salad. Stayed in a little cabin here and did some washing and had (another) very early night.
Norseman is an old gold mining town and I drove up to the lookout which had a very spiritual feel about it. It’s a rather lonely (forgotten?) town, being the last major town before heading east on to the Nullarbor Plain.
The campground was pretty quiet and it was actually very cold at night at Norseman.
The days at the moment are around 26-30 degrees but the nights very cool.