Saving Bobtail Skinks

14. December 2019

After driving all the way through the Nullarbor you finally reach the Eyre Peninsula. This peninsula is so big and has so much to offer that you better plan a couple of days there. At its west side there is a perfect surf spot to find at Cactus Beach, a pink lake to picture at Point Sinclair, a picturesque rock pool to swim in at Point Brown and the area around Streaky Bay with its Sea Lion colony, the Woolshed Cave and Murphys Haystack.

We spent the night at Cactus Beach and despite having no power, it was one of the best campsites we have been to. When we went down to the beach to watch the surfers, everyone started to leave the water. It wasn’t because of us but because of the fishes that had started to jump as if they were trying to avoid a predator and that predator also scared all the surfers away. The pink lake at Point Sinclair was only slightly pink but we were able to drive right through it.

Because only the main streets are sealed in South Australia, we caught quite a lot of dust on our way to the rock pool at Point Brown. But the dust was still better than the sandy road on the last bit. And as we weren’t particularly interested in getting stuck again, we decided to skip the rock pool and to save some Bobtail Skinks.

They have the bad habit to cross streets very slowly and to try to scare cars away with their blue tongue. Some of them also tried to scare us away with the same trick when we moved them away from the street, but that was worth it.

In the area around Streaky Bay we finally found our first rock pool at a point with the promising name Smooth Pool.

And at Point Labatt we found Sea Lions again and watched them fight and socially interact from our platform high above the cliffs. At the Woolshed Cave there was nothing to watch as a shifting rock had destroyed the stairs leading to the entrance. That was disappointing, but still better than if that had happened when we were on the stairs or in the cave. Another cave, called The Tub had collapsed a long time ago, but thanks to occasional water inflow actually looked like a gigantic tub.

And our last stop that day was at Murphys Haystacks. It is a unique combination of rocks that stand vertical on the flat ground. There we also met the descendant of Murphy, a sweet old man, who told us some great stories about his past.

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