Perth to the border

I headded oult of perth withoult any dramas, made it to the cute little town of York, its a loverly little place only100km from the city with lots of historic buildings.











At about york I hit the WA wheetbelt, finding good camps became a littler harder, but it was nice to have a bit of a change of seneary. unforchenatly it was only now that I discoverd how mutch better a little campfire was for coocking rice than a trangia flame. next trip I will know better. a big feture of this landscape is the rather large chunks of granete everywhere, good for breakfast.

 

 

After the wheetbelt I headded threw to the great weston woodlands, a vast aria of reletivly low woodlands, of some botanicla significance, ( what exactly Im not 100% shure) but it was a really nice aria to ride threw and I had half a day of tailwinds, a welcome relief after a week of head winds. the forest reminded me, somhow of the subalpine snowgum woodlands back home.

 

 

I stocked up with food in norseman, knowing that my next genrull store was 1200km or so further on and hit the Nulabour.

 

And ye it was straght. for a bloody long way.

 

I did become ( somwhat) bord at times and resauted to onroad selfies ( I beleave thats what people do nowdays) so the closest I get is a nulabour selfie.

finally I hit SA