We had gone as far east as we wanted to go on the coast, so when moving on, it was back to Esperance for some supplies and water, then a trip out to Lake Qualliup, a small salt lake some 40k west of Esperance and towards the coast.
Our investigations into the area, suggested the road in was good , with small patches of soft sand at the end. With the usual confidence in Ned we set off. The road was good and Ned handled the sand well. A deserted foreshore greeted us and we soon found a suitable camp spot. In the morning we awoke to the first golden rays of the sun peeking over the eastern horizon, and glinting on the ripples of the lake as the wind drove small waves to the shore.
Overnight the gentle breeze had turned into a strong wind, and while churning up the waters it had produced a blanket of foam blowing up the beach. Transformed, the grey sand of the foreshore was now covered with wind blown foam, creating a scene not unlike a winter snowfield.
As the morning progressed, the sun freed the beach of its fluffy coating, resorting to grey sand once more. This was to be a daily occurrence. As we have found, instead of being called Western Australia, it should be called Windy Australia, there are few places here where the wind doesn't blow, and frequently strongly.
While we were there, only three other campers came, they stayed overnight and moved on. One other lot came for the afternoon. While there they fished and caught quite a few fish, some small, but some good eating size.
Ended up staying over a week, another good spot discovered and enjoyed.
