Now, why is it lacking?
Not to mention, Exmouth is HOT. Located at 23 degrees south latitude, the town lies just north of the Tropic of Capricorn, and experiences summertime temperatures reaching 50 degrees centigrade, or 122 degrees Fahrenheit!
Yet, the rain deprived and sunbaked peninsula supports life.

Shrubs compose the majority of plant life in the region, however echidnas (spikey, egg-laying, mammals) owe their existence to the industrious termites which thrive on the abundance of spinifex. Spinifex is an iconic grass found throughout the arid regions of central Australia. Ironically, the grass is not a direct food source for any of our grazers. In fact, it seems spinifex only prupose is to aggrevate careless hikers. Growing two feet tall, the sturdy grass blades are adorned with needle-like tips made of silica that can penetrate denim with ease, not to mention the fragile human flesh that lies beneath. Unfortunately, spinifex punctures can lead to serious infections if gone untreated.
If anything, Exmouth locals are trained in first aid, or at least that is what I like to think. When it comes to potential dangers, spinifex only scratches the surface. Aside from many of the other plants being covered by thorns, the very earth supporting the plants presents a serious problem.
Geologically, the terrain is very soft, meaning the ground, formed of sandstone and limestone, is easily eroded. However, 10-20 million years of wind and rain have created a rugged and unfriendly landscape that is anything but "soft." Given the crumbling condition of the rocks, even the sure-footed hiker is bound to fall. In which case, landing in a bed of spinifex would be a blessing; pin pricks as opposed to the certain deep lacerations that would occur from the jagged rocky spires.
With or without appropriate help, the shortest hike could have the worst consequences. While I like to think a desperate dingo would not be attracted to the scent of blood, there is no guarantee. Without a friend in sight, you might just end up a piece of meat, eventually picked clean by a wedge-tailed eagle, butcher bird, or sun-drunk perentie lizard.
Honestly, the landscape is unforgiving, but as stated before life continues to exist. But how? The answer lies below the surface... at least for human life. It turns out the sandstone and limestone are extremely porous and absorb rainfall like a sponge, and store it in giant underground aquifers. Fortunately for us, this has meant that we have not had to extract water from munching on bitter and spiky plant life in the area. Rather an assortment of drill bits, pumps, hoses, and pipes bring "fresh" water to the surface for our rapid consumption. While fortunate, the aquifer's supply is finite, and the water extracted will always have the consistency of syrup and be chocked full of heavy metals and calcium carbonate.
Unfortunately, this blessing is also a curse considering humans are most likely to compromise the fragility of the reef. Careless snorkelers unable to control their flippers and their fingers contribute heavily to the reef's demise. Not to mention the effect of sunscreen on microscopic coral polyps.

However, the reef is not in dire straits. Rather, the shallows continue to be home to a variety of fishes including the black-tipped reef shark, blue-spotted sting ray, convict surgeon fish, goby

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