Eighty Mile Beach

Eighty mile beach, great place but this day started out with all of us at 7.30am collecting the amazing shells, it was so much fun. Better go back and have breaky and then do, ummm nothing, relax or go back to the beach. Well it was so hot and I was feeling the heat today, so was Oliver and Lily. We had a great idea that we would go to the TV room and put the air con on. That was better, so we sat in there for awhile, Oliver could catch up on some football, as Adelaide and Sydney were playing and then another Chanel saw local footy(WAFL). I can't remember who was playing as I started to gal asleep in the chair. Mark and Dylan headed to the beach and I felt guilty that I wasn't doing anything, but today I just couldn't. After about 2 hours I made alive and did go down the beach, and helped out with thd fishing but had absolutely no luck today. We had more luck with shells than with fish. The wind came up and it got windier and windier, I can't stand this wind, we had to put more poles up to hold the tent. By the time we had dinner and the boys all found out that the Cats got done by Freo, it was bed, but it was hold on to the tent. It was blowing a gale, I hustled wanted out of there quickly. Oliver was a little nervous but went straight to sleep.  Heading to around Karatha or our main destination is Point Samson. 

Just some of the many shells we collected that morning