"Gravel 7 km," the sign said, but it lied.
The gravel went on and on and on and happily Art's a good sport and excellent driver. Remember, it's not just the Rover (which eats gravel for breakfast), but also the caravan bouncing along behind us. We're a multi-part moving machine.
It's a gorgeous coastline.
When we finally arrived it was worth the many miles of slow travel behind us.
We'll be doing some exploring tomorrow.
But tonight a full moon