It’s a long drive off the highway to get into Onslow, but always worth it. Before settling in for the night, I went out for a walk along the foreshore. There was a mobile van serving Indian food and lots of people were spreading out rugs and having a picnic. My apartment came with a full kitchen, so I was planning to cook the squid given to me by Gonzo.
I walked as far as the war memorial:
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| A beautiful setting |
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| Onslow Salt |
This morning, on the way out of town, I took this photo of the heaps of salt. To the right is the conveyor belt that takes the salt out to a jetty where it is loaded onto boats going to Japan. JL and his son set up this operation and it’s going from strength to strength.
On the road again, there were some rain showers around the Tropic of Capricorn. Now in Carnarvon, it looks like being a wild and windy night; no point in walking along the Fascine which is what I normally like to do.
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