Dampier Peninsula - Top & bottom

We left Willie Creek needing water for the van tanks. There is so much here at high tide but nothing to drink. We also wanted to see the Cape Leveque area which is largely allocated Aboriginal Land Titles and therefore there are no free camps and very heavy fines if you wander into any of the community areas during the pandemic.
We stayed at Cygnet Bay, formerly a cattle station, now a haven for fisher people. The outlook is south over the pristine waters of King Sound across 100k to Derby. It’s beautiful and well protected from the Indian Ocean. There must be a omething in this fishing caper. I don’t know what it is, but determined to find out I am now the owner of a new fishing rod and some thingys that I am assured I will need if I am to put something wet and wiggling on the dinner table.
Returning to the south of Dampier we head to the coast again at James Price Point. Here we’re camped on an ochre tinted cliff over a narrow white beach all framed by the bluest sea and sky. Something must be wrong with this place because there is almost nobody here, while the Camp about 13k further south has over 100 people and some perilously boggy sand to negotiate. Perhaps they are there to watch the unfortunates dig themselves out of the mess into which they drove.
Here we have kilometres of beach to walk. We watch White Bellied Sea Eagles and Petrels patrol the shore and cliff line. There are many varieties of shore birds. The antics of a rather aggressive Lesser Frigate Bird was fascinating to watch. They like to rough up the Terns in arial dogfights until they regurgitate their catch and the Frigate Bird will scoff it.
We watch sunsets over water from an elevated position.
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