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We have officially overdosed on gorges, one could say we have gorged out on gorges.The final gorge was Jofre. Again a lot different to the others and still beautiful!Jofre gorge rock formations seemed to be a lot smother, probably because it is more active in the wet seson. This was a gorge that we actually went deep down into. It was at times a vertical climbing off the cliffs down into an oasis spring that winds through the cliff faces for miles. A deep gorge that if you can stand the cold you could spend the day exploring the fresh water river. I am not as brave as the family that jumped in and like 'Pinic at hanging rock' seemed to disappear into the abyss potentially never to be seen again...
After scaling down then clawing back up the gorge we were feeling pretty pleased with ourselves and as we are the incredible specemins of human creation we decided to do some mountain climbing in the heat of the day. Obviously thinking about the climb was a lot easier than reality. It is this type of delusional thinking that can get one into a great deal of trouble up here. You get carried away with the beauty and think you can do anything. Anyway we decided to climb the highest peak in WA on a whim. We went at 12 noon and started a 2 hour climb up and up and down, around, over, through, under, vertical and zig zag. WHAT WERE WE THINKING? OMG!!! You are given a false sence on security at the car park because it doesn't look that high, it is only abut 1400 meters up. Well let me tell you it was harder than I could have ever imagined. I like to use the excuse that we had just done 3 days of gorging and this was the finale. Nothing to do with the fact that we weren't as fit as we would like to think we were.....Nooooo! From the car park what it doesn't show is the depth of the climb. Not only do you go up but you go a long way in the process and when you think you are at the top another peaks appears in front. Anyway Brucey is done, done,done!
That was the exercise for that week, our trip to Karratha was the sit down for the week. We picked up the girls .......YEAH!!! They were almost as excited as us. Man were they dirty and smelly, just what you need for a 7 hour road trip in the heat of a day that went from bad to worse and back again. The day started with the only town within hours from another running out of deisel! Yep, Tom Price ran out of fuel and the only place that had any was 1.5 hours away and they wanted your first born with it! Talk about hold you for ransom! So we filled up after taking a second mortgage on the house and set off again. Now we were getting hugry and there seemed to be no where in sight that served food. We arrived at Whim reek with all the promices of great hospitality and friendly service but in the fine print is says the only time that is avalable is between the hours of 1145 and 1215. We arrived at 2 so there was absolutey no chance of getting anything let alone food! PLUS the sign on the front of the hotel read "Absolutely no dogs"!
We carried on and made our way to Karratha and looking forward to this beautiful place in the Pilbara. Well I don't know whose grave we walked over but we were given the s***tiest site , full face in the sun, opposite the camp bins, in the mud across from the camping site and camp kitchen that was also doubling as a creche! Great for u and the puppies! You don't think I had the face of thunder that could not be disguised! We put the caravan on the site they gave us and then took off to the repair man (oh, I didn't tell you that the awning unrolled as we were driving and ripped from the seem) to fix the awning, and we mised him by a nano second, We then went to the tourist centre and of course missed that by the same nano second but we did get a handy information booklet that lead us to where we are now. We high tailed it out of that dump and went to Point Samson, what paradise ther is is found here. Tell you about it later......
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