We arrived late in the day and found an amazing free place to camp the night just outside of Denham – on the road to Monkey Mia.

We camped right on the waters edge and cracked open our bottle of sparkling and watched the sun set over the ocean while listening to Loreena McKennett (ideal sunset music). It was a magical moment.

We cracked open a bottle of red and attempted some arty sunset photos.

I was a bit drunk and don’t remember much after that.

This is Mike’s explanation of events that I don’t remember.

Mike:

I was just sitting there, enjoying the solitude, the waves gently lapping onto the shore, when there was a sudden almighty crash. I turned and saw Jo, lying on the ground, still sat in her chair, looking rather bemused where she was and how she got there.

“I’m stuck and can’t get up? ” giggles Jo.
I just stared in total disgust.
“Help, can’t get up,” she exclaims.
I still just stared in total disbelief.
“Well bloody help me up, just don’t stand there,” she demands sounding rather agitated.

I still just stared trying to figure out how to get her up. Do I extract her from the chair first or do I pick her up chair and all. I decided on the latter and pulled on the arm of the chair and brought Jo and the chair into the vertical position

Jo then stumbled into her bed and passed out, leaving me to tidy up as usual.