Retracing our Steps...

As I type this we have only 3 nights left in the van and in fact will be back home this time next week.. the last 9 weeks now feel like they have flown by.

We are driving back down to Perth - after staying in 2 fly infested rest rest areas.. (there really isn't much choice betwen Exmouth and Kalbarri) we are back camping at Lake Indoon.. the weather has changed and this morning , while it was a glorious start to the day - sunny, bright, calm there was a definIte autumn chill to the air. The lake was flat, placid - unlike last time we were here when although it was warmer ot was windy.

The boys went to explore the Stockyard Gully Caves - it seemed they had a very enjoyable time and there were some really impressive bees nests.. and I enjoyed some 'me' time... quiet sketching and reading and enjoying the tranquil setting.

We will make the most of these last few days but a always at this point of the trip - whether its 2 weeks or two months I'm ready for home. Just 18 hours flying time to look forward to.....

Tomorrow we move on - it will be out last night with our australian friend. And then back to Perth... hand the van over and prepare to fly home.

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