Intro to Grey Nomad Culture

Today we came across our first Grey Nomad beach village.
We went to see the blow holes and wandered off down a dirt road and found a village populated by nomads who had come here to plonk for the winter. No toilets, no water. They have skip garbage collection at the end of the village and that is it.
They were tucked in behind the sand hills but if it blows the sand would get into everything.
The beach they are on is situated 60km north of Carnarvon on a dead end road - where do they get their water? $10 for 10 litres in town. No daily showers here.
There were about 50 vans set up for very long term stays.
Among them were old tin shacks which probably belonged to third generation locals. You can see one in the second photo.
In between there are nomad vans with mimi tents for porta loos, annex for their cars, shade cloth fences to ward off sand storms and solar panels and satelite dishes everywhere. Not a tree to be seen.
There was a rangers van  belonging to a grey nomad couple (a very organised caravan with multi add ons) who collect $5:50 per night from each site and looked after the village. A sign on the flap of their annex said "Find a site and we will find you." It also said hair cuts and reflexology available.
We saw the ABC TV program about these villages but along with experiencing the demographics in the very nice park we are staying in in Carnavon, we are struggling with the whole concept of what is happening with our old people.
We would be among the youngest couples in this Park. That is scary!!!
There are about 10 people here who require a motorised cart to get around. One couple have one each.
One lady has lost a leg. Many are in their eighties. One lady seems to have dementia and toddles behind dad everywhere.
The "very" old ( 80+) all have WA plates.
I have absolute admiration for these people.

A thought bubble:-
Can't you just see John and me. We would have had a row before we got to the gate of the park on our motorised carts and run each other off the road into the hibiscus. Don't you dare laught Kate.
I can also see all the modifications John has made to his cart !!!! How does a mounted cannon sound!