Got up absurdly early (for us) for a “dolphin interaction”. Saw a calf up close, as well as the rest of
the pod. Speculated on the ethics of
this activity.
Got on the road and drove to the little lagoon, a quick stop in
Denham, then to Eagle Bluff.
Waded with sharks in a bay we hiked down to off path. They swam right up to us, and then sped
away. Both agree, coolest animal
interaction (Julia still loves the stromatolites).
Drove for an absurdly long time, and arrived at Carnavaron, a city
from the 1950s.
At the supermarket, they have some derivatives of black beans, but
no cans of just black beans. There’s
even a Mexican section. WHERE ARE MY
BLACK BEANS. (Julia is starting to get desperate)
Drove back down South, and found a dubious campsite, possibly at
New Beach.
Awesome dinner with burritos, still no black beans.
The wind will again keep us up all night. Yey. SHWWHSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHWWWWWWWWWWWWWHHHHHHHHHSSSSSSSSSSSSS
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