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Published: June 21st 2012
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18 June 2012
Another clear still night in Denham and the tent wet from the dew. We take our time packing up trying to dry the tent before packing it up an putting it back on the roof for our forward journey to Quobba Station. Good news is though thar Debbie looks and sounds back to being well.A 400 k drive but with some detours along the way for sightseeing we added a few extra kilometers. Our first detour of the main road was to visit the stromatolites. These strange rock like objects according to the blurb on the boardwalk are some of the earliest forms of life on our planet. Aside from the stromatolites the of the other amazing observations was the clarity of the water. It was literally like looking through clear glass.
Whilst we were walking around the stromatolites we overheard 3 young guys with pommie accents asking around othe backpackers if anyone had petrol they could buy from them as they had very nearly run out and still had a further 40k or so before the next service station. As we had a couple of Jerry cans of petrol on the roof I offered assistance
which was gratefully accepted. It turned out they had all gone to Uni together back in England and were now all out here on 5 year sponsored working visas as geologists working for "Gina". They were on a 2 week on 1 week off roster.
Back at the roadhouse the guys refilled the Jerry can and we refueled the Rangie before heading further north to Carnarvon to top up some supplies and then onto Quobba Station. This was also the place we saw the posties on parade, or at least the postie bikes doing a Coast to coast trip on old postie bikes, given the NSW and Qld registration numbers we can only assume they made it! The road to Carnarvon was straight and very boring to drive. The highlights being looking for animals (live) along the way. The count was 1 emu, 1 echidna, lots of goats, lots of sheep and lots of cows as well as numerous birds.
Coming into Quobba Station from Carnarvon is once again a fairly straight boring drive, so we took the chance and sped up a little (read as a lot) before getting to the unmade road of the entrance to
the station, a further 10 - 15 k's down the road. Quobba Station is renown for its fishing and big surf. The surf is definitely there and I will have to give the fishing a try whilst we are here. We find Debbie and Steve who had gotten here before up on the far end of the camping area. We had expected to have a powered site but apparently the generator is on the blink and is only available for the ablutions which is a fair hike from where we are camped. So it looks like we will try out the 2 new batteries that Steve ended up buying in Carnarvon.
Whilst Sandy and I are setting up the tent Steve is trying our the weberQ and cooking up a mixed grill whilst Debbie was putting together a salad. Ants seem to be everywhere, and we are forever squishing them. A stray/feral cat has also started to hang around, no doubt looking for a feed.
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