About two months worth of rain in one day, and the ground didnt soak it quick enough - fortunately the floor of the tent was still waterproof, so it kept the one-two centimeters of water on the ground outside... Still it was a quite damp night and I was happy to leave Kalgoorlie asap in the morning. 350km westwards the rain stopped and sun finally is shining again.
Camping inside kitchen shelter was an attractive option until I was pointed out that there's a crusader spider on the ceiling... Or what ever the big guy was, it was told to be one of the poisonous ones. So into the tent for the night. I wonder why I was the only one camping out there?
Didnt have much motivation left for tourism, I need sunshine for that.
