West Australia welcomes me

It doesn't seem that long ago, but this afternoon I received a classic West Australian reception by going through quarantine, and having the best oranges I have ever tasted, confiscated. But more of that later. 

My trip from St Andrews  to Adelaide was fairly uneventful.  The Hilux, in spite of its huge diesel load, seemed to travel well on the open road. 

In Adelaide I spent the night at a mates place, and after having fun checking out their respective workshops and models, headed off. 

I had a slight problem with the TomTom app trying to send me on a never ending loop by making multiple u-turns. 

That night I spent at a camp site near Wilmington. 

Then on the road again towards the West. The road wasn't very interesting, so I took a slight diversion to stay over at Streaky Bay. What a great camp spot. 

Right on the beach. 

I also palled up with another lone traveller, who had the love of his life with him. Namely his almost brand new Harley Davidson Trike and mini trailer full of camping gear. Talk about the odd couple. 

He was from Sydney, and we got on reasonably well

More about WA in the next post.