We slept to the comforting rumble of road trains hurtling past on the highway. After brekky we headed off towards Karijini National Park which was about 60 kilometres away. On the way we stopped at a lookout at Munjina Gorge which is the gorge that the highway winds it's way through. The view from the lookout was spectacular and gave us a taster of how dramatic and gorgeous the scenery would be today. Our experience here though was hampered by a couple of things....

It rained again during the night but thankfully by morning the rain had stopped, the clouds had cleared and the sky was a gorgeous deep blue. Anthea, Ruth and the two Pauls were still there when we got up but they were packing up ready to leave. They were really lovely people and it had been great to meet them after encountering so many inconsiderate nutjobs recently. We made our goodbyes and Paul reiterated that he would phone us from the the flood area. We then...

No storm had brewed overnight and although it was cloudy when we got up it was dry. We had an audience of peacocks and the strutting cockerel for brekky. We hit the road just before 10 with the intention of driving at least as far as Port Hedland which was about 250 kilometres away. About 50 kilometres into the journey it started to spit. In the space of a few minutes the spitting had turned into a fierce and intense torrential downpour. Even with the wipers on f...

We made an early escape from the camp site as we had the camper booked in for a service at half seven. We had covered 5000 kilometres in only about three weeks since we were in Alice Springs! We have really been motoring and clocking up the k's. The distances between places in the Northern Territory and this part of Western Australia have been simply staggering. Kilometre upon kilometre of desolate bush and red dirt we have covered. It has been a fantastic road t...

We got up late today and after a leisurely brekky we walked to the beach. It was swelteringly hot again today but that didn't stop a woman from one of the satellite dish caravans standing outside and ironing handkerchiefs! We were expecting something spectacular at the beach as all the stuff we had read on Broome and Cable Beach had got us hopeful. We were promised paradise with pristine pure white sand and turquoise waters. All our hopes were dashed when we got ...