Eyre Peninsula

Welcome to the edge of our continent. Standing on the precipice, it's easy to feel small surrounded by such vast and untamed landscapes. Sweeping dunes crest and fall like waves, with sand so fine it squeaks between your feet as you clamber up, up and up. Giant granite outcrops stand stoic, quiet sentinels whose odd shapes and shadows contrast against a flat countryside. But nothing feels quite as vast as the Eyre Peninsula's salt lakes — white splotches that blend the space between land and sky. To stand on them is to enter an illusion: you'll hear the salt crunching beneath your boots, but it doesn't bring back the horizon. This is what it feels like to visit the Eyre Peninsula.