The particularity of this place are the
dune. A lot of bus comes here and bring the backpacker
for few hours dune surfing. And guess where I m ?
Yes on the Ninety Mile Beach.
I came with my campvan here until I couldn t continue.
And I realy couldn t. A little river, made a natural
line between the huge dunes and the road. Here just
a big buses and 4x4 vehicule could continue to the
beach on the river (when low tied).
So in the serie of stupid ID I decide to go to the
sea trought the dune. Why stupid ? Because the wind
was blowing so strong and of course on the wrong direction
wich means impossible to look in front of you with
all the sand coming in your eyes. But I wanted to
go. Yes the taste of advanture that is deep in us
told me...do it. Some people call that courageous,
some stupidity.
The sky was blue. The sun was shining. The sand was
blowing in my eyes. TIIIILT !!! I had the very good
ID (again a good ID...I know I a genious!) to take
my googles, to see something. And that was working.
The wind hit the nude part of my face (poor big nose)
but I could walk. Kermit who has a natural orientation
sence could walk without any protection. But sometime
the wind was so strong that he just fly away. I had
to catch him. I think I saved his life a dozent of
time.
My feet go deep into the virgin sand. I walk and walk
until I arrived in the top of a big dune. I could
see the sea and something else. A big dark cloud.
Thats means. Run for your life ! And so I begunn to
run back to the car...the cloud came in such a velocity...wind
wind ...blowing wind...thx.
I jumped down to the dune wich was realy fun. End
of the story. Yep that was short and good trip. Next
time: bring a camera protection. Turn of the wind.
Go by bus.
Result of the trip: the next week I will still find
some of this sand, in my van, in my camera, in my
hears and in Kermit. |
