Camping in 1994

I travelled with my son Les and his family Sue and two children Brendan and Christy to the vast North West Of Western Australia. The two youngsters had never been bush before and were amazed at the enormous distances we travelled without seeing anything of interest and the vast emptiness. When Christy wanted a shower towards evening before we stopped to set up camp, she was horrified to find out that we were nowhere near such luxuries. We pulled up passed Minilya Station where a large flat outcrop was with a sign that said lookout, so Les negotiated over the rough track upwards to investigate. It was flat all right. We couls see practically across the desolate landscape to the ocean. At the edge of this escarpment the sides were many metres down to the landscape. Bendan perched on a convenient concrete seat and looked like a little lost man in a vast wide emptiness