Border Village to Balladonia

Today we cross into Western Australia, drive along the longest straight bit of road in Australia and get caught up in a car crash - at a safe distance, I might add.

The quarantine station that steals your honey. I mean, really.
Me, with a testicle in each state. The dog hasn't got testicles - she's been 'done' - but likes to get in on the action.
Today's Big Thing fix - the other Big Whale at Eucla.
Eucla started life as a telegraph station - i.e. relaying messages down the line. They don't do that anymore - and the sand dunes are slowly knocking the remains off the map - so how do my emails get back to Sydney then, huh?
There's a dune for ya.
Looking down on Eucla from up the hill.
Ah, Twoarbor!
Looking back from Madura Pass. Oh, Manyarbor. Perversly, in the UK we call that a forest.

Says it all, really.
Now THAT's straight.
And when we got to Balladonia, we found this. The cops had blocked the road off 'cos of a fatal crash about 30km further on. The place was mental. The road wasn't expected to be opened for another 6 hours so people were trying to get accommodation for the night. We booked ahead - so there.

As to the cash itself, apparently, a 4WD with a couple of guys in it swerved under a road train and were mangle to death. The road train driver was 'a bit miffed' at the dent which just goes to show that you should pick your fights.

This is all the road trains waiting to get going. Later in the evening, they were cleared. The only downside to this place was all the hoons. Held up, they went to the pool, got drunk and started fighting.
The roadhouse has a museum - mostly full of rubbish - but when Skylab was deorbited, bits of it fell around here so they put some in the museum. Noice.