Decided to take a break, stay a second night and plan the next stage of the trip.
Walked into town to buy stores from a well stocked IGA and a bottle of red for tonight. Then called into the Visitor Centre.
150 years ago, so the story goes, a horse called Hardy Norseman, pawed the ground and revealed a gold nugget. A gold rush followed. The town was called Norseman and became a mining mecca.
The gold mine closed down in 1974 leaving a big, grey "cliff face" overlooking the town - a man made heap of gold mining tailings.
The town has changed little since then - old shops with metal grilles - small, run down houses with unkept gardens, many for sale - streets with wide, bare, dusty verges. Found locals a little odd looking,too.
Spent some time planning the trip and stopovers from Norseman to Eucla.
Looks like we'll have a tail wind, but the first few days could be hilly.
Looking forward to it all.