Got up very early this morning, and drove to the Z-bend gorge in Kalbarri. It was a very beautiful place and the weather was really starting to warm up. Some of the group did the absailing, Daisy & myself decided it wasn't worth the money just to jump of a tiny cliff and after watching we were glad we didin't.

Walked for a good 2 hours around the gorge and our tour guide Randall showed us lots of interesting things . One of which was a gaint spider which eat's her mate (much like marriage I feel, except a slower process). Then back on the bus for some serious driving, about 4 hours to Shark Bay. We stopped a little before dusk at a place called Shell Beach. Which litterally is a beach of tiny shells. The weather was not looking too good as we got there, but Randall assured us that it only rains 3 times a year here so there would be no rain. When we got on the beach the wind was so strong we were all being blow around like disused carrier bags so we headed back to the truck, at which point a storm hit and the rain pissed down. This was the 3rd time this year. Lucky us ay!

Back on the coach we carried on to a town called Denham which boasts the most westerly pub in Australia. Again we are in dorm rooms and tonight we managed to end up with the weird German lad, (who thought he was English), who apparently, according to the Irish lads who had the misfortune of staying with him the night before, screems and shouts in his sleep. Cracking!

After dinner a lady from the hostel who rescues baby roos came down and gave us a talk on the work she does and brought a baby roo for us to hold. We then had a few beers and went to bed. Ze German was already in bed so we all settled down to sleep. About 2 or 3am we all suddenly shoot up from deep sleep to the sound of a blood curdling screem in German, it was like a scene from Ze Exorcist. He then just rolled over and carried on snoring.