Oysters at Coffin Bay

After a night listening to our flapping annex we pulled the pegs and headed out of town. Packing up and setting up is the most stressful part of the day, so many things to remember! Then I have to give directions so we can hitch up...not that good at it yet. All the other caravaners were rolling and stashing their annexes. We figured the weather forecast wasn't going to be sunny. It was a grey day so any beach visits were much less colourful than yesterday. Fishing boats were unloading rather than heading out.

Drove through lots of very rocky countryside, it reminded me of Ireland.  Very hungry hills with few trees and the odd abandoned stone built home- just a chimney and a few walls surviving.  The pioneers had made use of the endless resource by creating dry stone fences.

We discovered a gorgeous view at Locks Well Beach. We had to leave the van up the top of the road and walk down a steep track but it was worth as the waves were amazing, and the only place we saw blue seas today.

Finally we arrived at Coffin Bay and NO....it is not named for any deathly reason, rather after being discovered by Matthew Flinders  it was  named after some important admiral back in England. A real fishing village and obviously a popular spot in the summer.

We walked around the coast and lots of people were trying their luck.

We went the easy way and bought some oysters, they were delicious.