Bungle Bungle, WA

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!

Snap of the day:

Crocs! Bungle Bungle, WA