Long trek to our next stop today – 50k down the road to Nanga Bay Resort (beach is a recommended kite surfing beach). Ally had to clean the campa first (one wonders why, as it will only get dirty again, and still way cleaner than the prado and Colin). 
I dashed into town (while Chris packed up boards, etc, having araldyted the cracks in my poor board the previous night) to pick up some fresh fish from the fish factory (very small whiting fillets – started with an order for 4, then upped to 8 and then 12 when noted how VERY small they were), then to the butcher for some nice fillet steak, the bakery for some fresh bread and the IGA for a grocery top up.
Stopped off at Eagle Bluff on the way down to Nanga. Boardwalk set high on the bluff overlooking a shallow bay with seagrass further out and a haven for marine life. Saw a number of reef sharks, rays and birds. Other wildlife not so welcome was the swarm of flies. Interesting as this is only 20 km south of Denham and there were no flies in evidence there. 
Had a relaxed lunch at Nanga on arrival (in the van as flies make Chris quite grumpy) then wandered off to the beach to check out the wind situation. Not much as it turned out but cross on to the shore (had been offshore that morning) and enough to get us all going and picked up by early afternoon. Died off fairly quickly but kept me amused going back and forth from the beach and even managing to sail upwind.
Tested the advertised hot artesian spa – bit slimy and lots of leaves floating in it but quite pleasant after an afternoon of exercising various muscles. Nice meal of 11 (!) BBQ’d whiting fillets with salad in the deserted camp kitchen. We seemed to be the only ones camped in the caravan park. Ended with a musical evening of guitar and recorder playing, with Chris falling asleep on one of the benches (clearly not into musical appreciation). Flies seemed to have dispersed by then.