Bight your head off.

For those of you who are unfamiliar with the Great Australian Bight, it is the bit of Australia, in the middle of the bottom. Imagine if Australia was a funny shaped apple and someone came along and took an enormous greedy bite out of the bottom, there it is, the bight.

The bit of Australia their front teeth hit, is called the Head of the Bight, that is Northern most part. Clear as mud right!

It is a very welcome distraction on the drive across the Nullabor I can tell you!

Mothers of the world say it with me

"THAT'S CLOSE ENOUGH YOU LOT!"

It is wild and rugged and has soaring, crumbling cliffs.

The very head is a nursery for Southern Right Whales.

We saw heaps of mothers and their calves.

It was a tad chilly.

But truly spectacular!

The Moerks

Nulla boring

We had never been across the Nullabor before.

It is well named, Null latin for something like none and arbour meaning trees, put it together and you get Nullabor or treeless plain.

See no trees.

Very, very boring.

It actually took us ages to find a sign, and for the most part there were plenty of trees and scrub. But it was very mind numbing.  Mind you between driving stints I was busy, reading the paper, doing the quiz, keeping up with the latest magazine gossip or "current affairs" as I like to call it. I think I managed to amuse myself quite well. The kids didn't like my singing out loud and the boys were nearly reduced to tears with my Taylor Swift sing alongs, (I think they were impressed I knew all the words to Jett and Kings of Leon though).

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