Crossed over into WA this morning,
but this time we were ready for the strict quarantine, having eaten and
disposed of all plant matter and or bottle of honey. We stopped in Kununurra to
replenish the car and the caravan; and ourselves of course with coffee and
rock-cakes. Judy checked out Nina, and decided that if we fail to get pearls in
Broome, then another champagne diamond, perhaps necklace, will do.
Suitably refuelled, we ventured out
where we had not been before, taking the road out toward Wyndham but turning
south at the only junction, toward Halls Creek.
The scenery continued to be
spectacular with escarpments on either side and that glowing red rock and dirt
contrasting with the vivid lime green foliage of the trees. You drive the
entire way through a series of mountain ranges, collectively called: the
Kimberly.
We finally made it into our park,
about 100 km north of Halls Creek, and which resembles a MASH set with its
array of red-dust coloured canvas tents; they even have
choppers buzzing about. We had pulled up in a line of about 4 vans waiting to
get in, and they just keep rolling in after us. It’s gone quiet now though as
it approaches sunset, nobody wants to be on the road after dusk.
My first item on the agenda was a
shower, as Timber Creek forgot to tell us that they didn’t have hot water (but
it’ll be fixed next week – as if that’s some solace). This place has a pair of
demountable toilet/shower blocks – 4 cubicles in each with a toilet, shower and
basin. No curtains or anything, just like in a boat, everything gets wet! The
sign on the wall says, ‘turn on hot only, if it doesn’t get hot, try again’. I
tried and tried. I gave up and just used the cold, it was almost warm enough
anyhow,even refreshing after a long day!
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