But before Norseman, we ducked into Dundas Rocks to check them out (as all good tourists do!). Except, we were not sure which of the rocks were Dundas Rocks.....or indeed if they ALL were Dundas Rocks. However, we did find a wall of an old dam which turned out to be a catchment dam that some enterprising types caught water and then sold it to others.
We also called in at Newman Rocks. The march flies were simply something else. They chased us all the way back to the Prado.
Back onto the Eyre Hwy and once again, we hit the signpost for the longest road.
Biddy taking a picture of us all |
sunset on the Eyre Hwy heading east |
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