THURSDAY 12 AUGUST MESA CAMP
The morning dawned on a pleasant day, despite the ant activity.
We had a last walk on the beach. Walked right around past Neds again. Saw turtles bobbing up in the sea, to breathe and watched for them for ages.
The mesa at Mesa Camp
Back at camp, packed up the outside stuff. There was a little lizard under the Chescold fridge. I moved him to a bush.
Took the awning roof down.
We went and had a farewell drink with the campground hosts. They had been great – not obtrusive, but friendly. They kept the place really clean.
I think this system of campground hosts is a great one. The ones we have encountered are grey nomads like ourselves. Thus, they are sympathetic to what campers want. In return for their supervision and cleaning work – which do not take all that long – they get a free site in a great place.
Our eleven days of not doing much at Mesa had made us rested and relaxed – excellent place for that.