Another Shark Bay highlight is Shell Beach, an expansive beach comprised of tiny white coquina shells instead of sand. We make shell castles, we write our names in the shells, and we find out that whilst shells don’t get in the eyes like sand does, they are pretty adept at getting into one’s undies. It’s then onto Nanga Bay overnight. Just enough time for some beach surfing and another hot spa (though nowhere near the fabulous 40 degrees).
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| Shell Beach Shenanigans. |
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| More Shell Beach Shenanigans. |
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| Down at Nanga Beach... and we can't resist the opportunity to write our names in the sand, again, in shells. |
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| Jack asks to race our car back to the caravan park at Nanga Bay. He's not bluffing either. Testosterone alert! |
