Esperance Beach

Esperance Beach
This is a beach at Esperance, WA (Western Australia) and is just an every day view of something simply beautiful. We won't get there for several months as we make our way clockwise around Australia on our two Suzuki DL-650 V-Strom "motorbikes." We will leave around 1 July 2010.

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

31 August 2010-Today was another especially excellent day on the road - good highway, 12-22C, blue sky, wind tolerable. We went east for 250 km back to the Stuart Highway at Erldunda were we petroled up, ate breakfast, and headed south. We had debated about stopping at Kulgera, the last possible stop in the Northern Territory, because it was only 74 km down the road, but decided to do so because there really was no other roadhouse for the next 180 km after, until we were to stop for the night. While at Kulger we debated the benefits of ice cream but decided it was too close to breakfast, so just took off a layer, remounted, and prepared to take off. As Sue backed out, her way was blocked by a caravan, and a woman jumped out, ran up to her, and shouted, "Sue!" It was Lyn Parish, and the blocking driver was her husband Colin! They are the ones who fixed the electrical problem with my bike 5 weeks ago on the way to Queensland. We had all been trying to arrange a meeting for the last three weeks, via e-mail and telephone, and even our quick trip to Alice Springs last Saturday, but for some reason or the other one of the couples couldn't make it to a prearranged spot. Needless to say we were overjoyed to see them again. We all had a grand gab fest at the roadhouse. They introduced us to Colin's brother Roger, and his wife Dale. It turns out that we were all scheduled to spend the night at Marla, South Australia. Hurrah! So we got together here for dinner, where Colin barbied delicious steak, lamb chops, and snaggers (sausages), and the ladies made scrumptious, tasty salads, and dessert was large chunks of my favorite Ozzie candy - Violet Crumbles - with good coffee. Great fun telling stories and laughing frequently and uproariously went on for hours until our guilty consciences made us stop so the two girls in sleeping bags camped just behind us could get some sleep. See what I mean? It has been a fantastic trip. How else could we have met, and then re-met these wonderfully nice people?

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