Broome to Pardoo

C helped us load up the car in an efficient manner. We had another boring drive to Sandfire, where we observed another long queue for diesel going north, but hardly any queue going south. J saw 2 brolgas and a dead golden eagle as we drove along.

The facilities at Pardo Roadhouse left a lot to be desired. We slept in a donga and had to walk to the ablutions shared by the caravan park. A lone Japanese cyclist was there, eating a double ration of instant noodles, so I gave h an apple for dessert! We went for dinner in the "restaurant". The paella was off, so I had salt and pepper squid instead. I photographed a pacific heron crossing the camp site: