Day 6

Woke up freezing cold.  The clear sky stayed with us all night and the temperature plummeted to a chilly 6 degrees in the morning.  The ever-present morning nullarbor wind didn't make it any easier.  With bitterly cold fingers I made breakfast and Morgs had her warm oats served to her in bed.  Eventually we got under way and headed back to the roadhouse, where we filled up the gas bottle, which ran out the night before.

We took the scenic route south of the Nullarbor Roadhouse, which is a dirt track that follows the cliffs along the coast line; a little too close for comfort at times.  After successfully not falling off the cliff faces Morgs also managed to avoid dropping us into a giant wombat crater.  If she braked one metre later we probably would have gone in.

We decided we'd set up camp at Koonalda Homestead because we had read that it was an interesting place to have a look around.  It is only about 100km west of the Nullarbor Roadhouse so in terms of movement heading west we didn't achieve much.  Besides, it gave us an extra night to consume our vegie supply before handing it over at the WA border down the road. 

We found Koonalda Homestead interesting, but bearing too much creepiness with all the old car bodies and other junk strewn around the place.  It was 3pm and we decided it was too late to find another campsite, so we made do with the clearest patch between some trees out of sight of the car bodies.

Expecting another freezing cold night we rugged up with several layers, only to find that it was not required due to the cloud cover over night.