This morning we went fishing. Up bright and early, we were out on the wharf fishing at the change of tides. We spent five hours fishing, feeding our bait to the fish, talking to passers-by, and watching turtles and snakes swim around below us. We both got burnt, but had a most enjoyable time. After lunch, it was a refreshing swim in the pool for both of us. According to the weather app on my phone, it was 37.4 degrees. After our swim, we had a bit of a power nap (nana nap) in the shade by the pool. The car refuelled and supplies restocked, we are ready to depart Broome tomorrow morning. We have enjoyed our time in Broome, and have taken the opportunity to relax. We will be heading inland again toward Karajini National ... read more

Yesterday we thought we had left the boab trees behind us, but today we were pleased to see that they remained in the landscape. Today we noticed some very old, gnarled boab trees, which we hadn’t seen before. We stopped to photograph one in particular, at a rest stop at Erskine Gorge. It was a huge tree, so we think it must have been very old. Of course, because of its location, it was well scarred with graffiti, and even burnt in places. The centre of the tree was hollow, with room for at least one person to shelter comfortably. Unlike the others that we have seen, this tree also had a lovely green canopy, instead of bare branches. We arrived in Broome mid afternoon. After getting geographically embarrassed (lost) in the town centre for a ... read more

Just for something different, we were settled in to our new location at Turkey Creek, Warnum, at ten in the morning. With a picnic lunch organised, we headed to Purunululu National Park, home of The Bungle Bungles. It was a six-hour return trip with about one and a half hours there, but it was worth it. The Bungle Bungles are magnificent sandstone domes, with red and black layers of colour. They were discovered in the 1980s and are now a very popular tourist destination. The trip involved several river crossings and horse and cattle avoidance. Livestock on the roadside is a normal feature of travel in this part of the world. Today we also have livestock wandering through the caravan park. Two very big Brahman bulls to be precise. Staff assured us that they are safe ... read more

Who wakes up in the morning and says to themselves “I know what I will do today. I will pack my cans of spray paint and drive a thousand kilometres to a famous landmark, then mark it with my name with spray paint, so that everybody will know that I was there for many years to come”? Not me, that’s for sure. But there must be a lot of people out there who do. A couple of days ago, we went out to The Devils Marbles and were disappointed to see they had been daubed with graffiti. Full points to the Rangers who had done an admirable job of trying to remove it, but it was still there. Today, we did some sight seeing in Gregory National Park, in The Northern Territory. Today we had our ... read more

It is hard work being a traveller. It is particularly difficult if you are the passenger, with not a great deal to do for hundreds of kilometres of driving. Sitting in the warmth of the sun coming through the glass, a lot of napping takes place. The driver doesn’t get the same privileges. We have taken to stopping at almost all the Roadhouses to stretch our legs, and also, as we found out yesterday, they have so much to offer in regards to character and culture. Tennant Creek was our first stop for the day, where we purchased a few supplies. We noticed that the majority of the population was aboriginal, unlike Alice Springs, where they appeared to be a minority. It was a Sunday when we went through, so that may not be an accurate ... read more