We have just spent three relaxing days in Streaky Bay. Our van site was right on the bay, literally a 10 pace walk to the water. That’s when the tide is in, when the tide is out it’s more like a 200 metres walk.
We spent each night under the awning with a drink looking out over the bay as the moon rose across the water. The boys spent time searching for razor fish in the reeds when the tide was out. Nate made friends with some oldies and they took him out razor fishing the first day and showed him how it was done. We had some hot days while we were there, one getting up to 37 degrees.
Streaky bay was a sleepy little town of about 1,000 residents with two doctors, two physios and a vet; which is very unusual for a town that size.
There were two different loop drives of the area to do. We did both on separate days. First the Westall Way Loop took us along the coast to see some pretty amazing cliff faces and nice beaches. We also drove into Sceale Bay which was a tiny little fishing village of about 40 residents, with a cool public toilet that was named "Camelot" and had a window that gave you a view of the ocean. Then on to Point Labatt to check out the sea lion colony. There were about 20-30 sea lions just lying about on the rocks. They looked like big slabs of meat thrown out there. Every now and then one would lift up its head and look around then just flop back down. Hilarious, we could have watched them for ages but the wind had really picked up and it was quite cool. Next from there was Murphy’s Haystacks, huge weird shaped boulders in the middle of a paddock. Pretty amazing. They were narrow at the bottom and bigger at the top. I didn’t find out how they were formed as the flies were too annoying for me to read the sign. I mean really annoying.
On our last day we headed off on a very hot and windy day to do the Cape Baurer Loop. Our first stop was Hallys Beach. This was a beautiful beach with some good waves. Our next stop was the Blow Holes and Whistling Rock The Blow Holes were not active due to the tide, but Whistling Rock was going off. This was the small holes in the top of the cliffs where the air was forced out through as the waves below crashed against the cliffs. Each time the air was forced up through the holes at the top a spooky deep whistling noise was made. The boys said it sounded like a giant snoring. As with our previous stop, we didn't hang around too long at the heat and the flies were driving us mad.
Back at home we turned on the air con straight away to cool the van down. We have hit a high of 37 degrees today. Doug and I spent the rest of the day around the van while the boys ventured out into the bay again at low tide to do more razor fish fishing. They were out a long way and were obviously very involved in what they were doing that they didn't notice it was starting to get dark. Doug had to eventually head out and get them to come home. They came back with a razor fish each and were quite proud of their catch. Once they were opened, Jacob changed his mind about eating the meat, but Nate ate his no worries. We then cooked up a nice bbq dinner and ate out beside the van overlooking the bay and watching the moon rise over the water.
|Setting up camp overlooking the bay|
|Tides in, but a long walk to deep water|
|Tides out, probably 200 metres|
|This is livin'|
|Old style beach shelter on Streaky Bay beach|
|The walk/scoot into town was very pretty|
|Swimming enclosure out along the jetty. Apparently it's there so you can be safe from sharks.|
|Main street of Streaky Bay. Just done some necessary shopping.|
Westall Way Loop south of Streaky Bay
|Drive to Smooth Pool|
|Sceale Bay beach|
|Township of Sceale Bay in the back ground|
|One of the many lizards we passed that we trying to safely cross the road. Also saw some that didn't make it.|
|Sealions looking like slabs of meat on the rocks|
Cape Bauer Loop Drive north of Streaky Bay
|Hallys Beach. It was so hot here it was suffocating|
|The necessary fly net|
|Boys out searching for Razor Fish|
|Opening up the catch|
|Getting some advice from old time fisherman|
|Inside. Ninety percent of this is then thrown away or used for bait and a small piece, no bigger than a sea scallop, is edible.|
|Jakie not so sure he is prepared to try it|
|Still hard to beat sausages, onions and salad|