It’s been awhile since the last time I slept in a tent! On one hand is quieter than a backpacker but on the other hand it is less comfortable (especially when you have no mat). I was the first to get up, I went to make a short walk outside when I saw a wild dingo quietly marking its territory around our camp but he went away too fast to take a good photo when he heard me approaching.
After a good breakfast, we are back in the 4 × 4, heading towards the first destination of the day which was a small stream of water with an exceptional transparency. Although it was winter, the entire group went swimming, and it was really refreshing ( the best word to describe the place.)
Then we spent the rest of the morning heading north to reach the most northernly point, Indian Head. From there, we have a magnificent view of the island and its huge sand dunes. We had also the chance to see a small group of dolphins from a distance.
After Indian Head, we returned back on our tracks and pitched our camps under the mid-afternoon sun near the wreck of the Maheno, a rusty old ship, stranded on the beach. We stayed at the same place for both (late) lunch and dinner.
From the camp, going slightly north along the beach, I came to some interesting formations of sand and I also got a glimpse of the vastness of the forest of this island.