Once again a little further south. We were going to stay in a riverside free camp, but our plans changed. Mcleans headed off 3 hours before us & we found them set up near a river later in the day.
Unfortunately there was limited space & we would have blocked the road & it was still quite hot anyway, so we pushed on to Karratha. The decision ended up being a good one as by the time we arrived a cool sea breeze was blowing in & we found a great camp for only 10 bucks on a double sized slab (no red dust). Better still we were in Karratha, a much bigger town than we expected, with all the whistles & bells, so we decided to have dinner at the international hotel, under the palm trees beside the pool. It was all very pleasant & civilised. Off to Dampier in the morning & once again meet up with Mcleans.
Pilot heading out to bring in another ship. This morning there were 22 giant ships waiting on the horizon for port entry.
The one on the left just finished loading. The one on the right is only about one third done.
These things are huge, the metre marking on the red section are 23 metres to the black section.
Another pilot heading out by chopper.
Another giant coming in.
The public jetty. The lower level was 2 metres under water yesterday.
Another giant comes past our viewpoint at the park.
Pano of the harbour entrance at Port Headland.
Someone catching a lift across the harbour.
Yvonne found a really big shell.
Yvonne & some sea gulls.
Yvonne & some brass turtles.
There lots of areas of these pretty little fluff balls growing everywhere. They were very soft & delicate.
You know what this pictograph is about !
A few more iron ore mountains.
Whim Creek pub.
Whim Creek pub, letter box.
You must know what this is.
Sturt desert pea. There were quite a lot of these growing roadside
As above.
Its written on the wall.
The old Roebourne goal.
Trendy modern housing, with an authentic lived in look.
Camp at Karratha. Pretty much had it to ourselves.
Peeping through the bars into an old jail cell.
At the international hotel. Roz would be proud of us.
Unfortunately there was limited space & we would have blocked the road & it was still quite hot anyway, so we pushed on to Karratha. The decision ended up being a good one as by the time we arrived a cool sea breeze was blowing in & we found a great camp for only 10 bucks on a double sized slab (no red dust). Better still we were in Karratha, a much bigger town than we expected, with all the whistles & bells, so we decided to have dinner at the international hotel, under the palm trees beside the pool. It was all very pleasant & civilised. Off to Dampier in the morning & once again meet up with Mcleans.
These things are huge, the metre marking on the red section are 23 metres to the black section.
You are right, I am very proud of you. I bet you enjoyed it!!
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