Friday, March 21, 2008

DAY 21 - WINDERABANDI POINT (NINGALOO STATION) - EXMOUTH

20 March 2008

DAY 21 Pilbara – Kimberley Trip

WINDERABANDI POINT (NINGALOO STATION) - EXMOUTH

The coastline here is beautiful. We’ve enjoyed a few swims as we meandered north today through the 50k of pristine beaches in the Cape Range National Park. The water is beautifully warm.

The road to Yardie Creek was an interesting 4 WD track – some tightish turns and corrugations but nothing strenuous. The Yardie Creek crossing was a bit of an anti climax as we did it very easily. The tyres were lowered to 40 and 45 and this helped as the sand was soft. After crossing the creek the tyres were pumped back up again as it was a normal road from here on to Exmouth.


We happened to be at the creek at just the right time for a cruise up the gorge. Whilst the cruise only went about a kilometre and a half into the gorge there was a lot to see. The highlight was seeing the black footed rock wallaby.



We also saw several osprey, a pair of corellas, flowering Morning Glory, and a Cape Range Kurrajong – a tree native to the North West Cape.

The multi coloured gorge itself was impressive – I loved the rock formations.

We then slowly made our way to Exmouth by going in and out of some lovely beaches. We stopped at the Milyering Visitor Centre and then at the Vlamingh Head Lighthouse lookout. The views from here were as spectacular as described in the literature.

We caught up with Dave and Theresa from Ningaloo Safari, fellow Oka owners. They welcomed us warmly and we spent quite a bit of time sharing information over a glass of wine and beer.

After a swim in the caravan park and a lovely dinner I started to catch up with the blog whilst Min went to top up the oil in the Oka.

DAY 20 -CORAL BAY – WINDERABANDI POINT (NINGALOO STATION)

19 March 2008

DAY 20 Pilbara – Kimberley Trip

CORAL BAY – WINDERABANDI POINT (NINGALOO STATION)

WHAT A DAY!!! That is the only way to describe today.
I am sitting outside listening to the waves gently roll in and break over the not so far reef as, on one side the last rays of the sun disappear into the ocean, and on the other side the distant storm clouds are lit up by the sun over the horizon and an fullish moon high in the sky. Beautiful spot.


Today has had some interesting bits.


We were going to go out in our inflatable up to the reef but decided against it as we were a bit slow in getting going this morning. We relaxed over a cuppa at breakfast on the lovely lawn at the Coral Bay Peoples Park Caravan Village. We went across to talk to the rangers about the 4WD Coastal Access Rd but the office was closed till April. They had a number to ring so we contacted them and got the information we needed. Last night we also contacted another Oka owner in Exmouth and arranged to drop in on Thursday. As we were going to cross Yarde Creek, he said if we don’t turn up by Thursday evening he will come looking to pull us out of the Yardie. Apparently it can be dicey getting across.

Anyway we set out on the 4WD access road and were putting along it enjoying the scenery. The termite mounds looked like hay stacks in a field.

There were lots of little tiny birds. It was a sandy track and only wide enough for one vehicle. Suddenly hubby pulled up on the track. Something is wrong he says and hops out of the car. Something had happened to the power steering and the power braking. A few minutes later a car pulls up in front of us needing to pass somehow. They indicated that they were happy to wait to see what the problem was as there was no mobile reception here. Initially hubby thought that the seal in the steering assembly had gone. He contacted Ningaloo Station on the UHF who by chance was also an Oka owner. They discussed the problem and Phil was going to contact our insurance company in case we had to be towed out. The couple in the other 4WD decided to keep going as we had communication and possible assistance. They went around us in the scrub and we were alone in the hot 40 degree sun. Anyway what had the potential to be a big problem ended up being a solvable problem. Hubby asked me to start the car whilst he checked something. He isolated the problem. The low pressure hose to the power steering had split and we had lost oil. He repaired it but we only had a litre of hydraulic oil with us. It was enough to get us out of trouble and to Ningaloo Station. Contact was again made with the station and we slowly made our way. Phil was very helpful and we were able to purchase some of the oil from him. After an Oka focused chat we were on our way with directions to a beautiful camping spot. So everything turned out fine.

Today was also a great day for the animals we saw. We saw, what we later identified as the Pilbara Death Adder, slither across the track just after turning into the 4WD Coast Road. Several kangaroos did not want to leave the road. Saw many euros as well as kangaroos.


Then there were the emus. Usually there were three together.


Then the sheep at the station and the one along the track.


And to top it all, I don’t know which one gets the honour –
Hubby wresting the goat - was butted by a goat at the station and had to take action to avoid being hurt and got into a wresting match with the goat,or
2. the goat on the termite mound.


OR

Once we got to Winderabandi Pt – 90k from Coral Bay we set up camp and enjoyed swimming in the sea and going for a walk along the coast and the beautiful sunset.

Below is a caricature near the entrance to one of the camp sites.

DAY 19 - CARNAVON- QUOBBA BLOWHOLES – CORAL BAY

18 March 2008

DAY 19 Pilbara – Kimberley Trip

CARNAVON- QUOBBA BLOWHOLES – CORAL BAY

To Quobba we went
To see the blowholes vent


On a nice hot day
By the lovely bay


The waves were gushing, crashing
Then into caves they were rushing

And as the sound built to a roar
Water exploded from the rock pore

As water exploded to a great height
It was a mesmerising sight
A hundred photos later
Downloaded but what to keep for later


The question still hangs in the air
(Which is the better of the pair)
As much as the hot air
As it climbs to forty again
Accompanied by flies again
Whilst cicadas serenade at lunch
And mozzies add to the punch
Hot, hot, hot and wet
Very humid and we sweat

Across Tropic of Capricorn we go
And only 50 k to go
To Coral Bay for the sea breeze
And for the thermometer to drop a squeeze


Didn’t drive far today. Enjoyed watching the water explode in the air for a while. After getting to Coral Bay we walked around, had a swim and relaxed after shaking all the dust out of our clothing. Found that dust is still getting in through some mysterious place. Slowly these places are being found and the problem is now confined to one small area.

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

DAY 18 - ROCKY POOL – CARNARVON

17 March 2008

DAY 18 Pilbara – Kimberley Trip

ROCKY POOL – CARNARVON

It is hard to believe but, I am sitting outside on a lovely balmy evening, a sea breeze blowing, not far from the Indian Ocean, no bugs to bother me accessing the internet and communicating across the globe. What sort of world do we live in!!!

Yet over the last week we have travelled along the Kingsford Smith mail route where mail took 10 days to get from Carnavon to Bangamall or Meekatharra to Bangamall not that long ago. Even now the mail run to the Gascoyne area runs only on Wednesdays and Fridays. Yet I have access, admittedly only in towns, to the whole world.

We travelled the 55k to Carnarvon today. A nice town but obviously a place to base oneself and then explore the area around it. Brochures suggest going on 2 day tours to Mt Augustus (been there), 1 day tour to Kennedy Ranges, (been there), Rocky Pool ( been there too). So maybe our nomadic lifestyle allows us to experience it a bit differently as we move from place to place more frequently.

A lot of places are still closed – waiting for the tourist in flux in April. I loved the coastline.

We went to the 1 Mile Jetty and walked along the old rail track. I was very surprised to be asked to pay for this privilege. The tourist train along this track was not running yet.

The light house on the coast was not very noticeable.
The mangroves formed an interesting back drop to the sea.

We saw a landrover out near the sea separated only by narrow shifting sand bands from water on all sides. An interesting sight.

Whilst I was at the tourist centre internet office dear hubby went to see an auto electrician to see how to solve the battery charging problem for the fridges. Whilst there, he backed into a tree and told me that the outboard motor hit the tree but everything was fine. We drove around the plantations and stocked up on free range eggs for Easter, as we will be painting them, and fruit. After stocking up with groceries for Easter we booked into Plantation Caravan Park. A lovely spot just outside of town.

I went to raise the pop top and thought something is not right as the hooks all seemed out of alignment with the vehicle by about 3 cm. I tried to lift the roof but it didn’t go up. Got hubby in, he lifted it with difficulty with lots of funny sounds emitting in the process. He went outside to check and goes what the heck – when he backed into the tree he did some damage to the pop top. The lifting scissors were bent, a little hole in the back and a crack on the side. He borrowed a ladder from the manager of the park and spent some considerable time fixing the problem. In the process he even managed to bend his very large shifter. A permanent reminder of what happened according to him. Anyway he fixed it. We had a drink to celebrate and finally had a barbeque dinner.

The caravan parks are still very empty – the nomads haven’t hit the place yet. We met another couple from Canberra in the park. They were taking two weeks to do Perth to Broome. Didn’t envy them.

Well the moon is shining, the stars are out and I’m about to download this onto the blog site whilst Min is working to improve the car electrics.

DAY 17 - COBRA BENGEMALL INN – ROCKY POOL

16 March 2008

DAY 17 Pilbara – Kimberley Trip

COBRA BENGEMALL INN – ROCKY POOL

Couldn’t believe it but it did not hit the fourties today!!!!! Only 38 degrees. We went for a short walk to Mt Cobra, visited the grave site at the foot of the hill and then were on our way.

We had a ‘river crossing’ at Gifford Creek. I walked across to check its depth even though we knew we could drive straight across.

Not that far from Cobra the creeks were starting to get dry. Today we went through some desolate country. Dry creek beds, sparse vegetation, rocky terrain and hllly countryside. Although we were in what was known as pastoral country we saw no signs of cattle or sheep. Lots of crests today and as we approached each one we wandered what surprise was in store, what new vista will open up. We got some beautiful surprises. The Kennedy Ranges was one of them. It looked awesome at a distance.

The Kennedy Range is an eroded plateau and experiences a desert climate. It is a remnant of the earth’s surface that has eroded away every where else. It is about 75km long and between 12 and 25 km wide with red sand dunes on top according to the information we had. You cannot walk to the top but there are several walks into the gorges over a rough looking terrain. The photos in pamphlets, or the ones taken by us just don’t do it justice. It is awesome. Australia has such beautiful natural wanders but we just don’t appreciate what we have.

We came across the old cobbled road that was used on the mail runs. We drove a short distance on it and tried to imagine what it would have been like in early motorised vehicles let alone horse or camel drawn wagons.

We made our way past Gascoyne Junction to Rocky Pool as there were no campsites on the way. The Gascoyne River was flowing there at the junction and people were cooling off in it. The road to Carnavon was partly sealed – couldn’t believe it. Then we came to some road works – they were busy working on a Sunday. What a paradox – everything closes for the weekend but road works go ahead to seal another section of road.

There were clay pans along the road. Some had water, others were dry. Lots of wild goats along the way and occasional cattle.

Rocky Pool was another very beautiful spot that is listed in Camps 4. After a swim, dinner and a lovely sunset we went to bed.

So far we have camped in some very beautiful settings. Wander what it will be like as we keep going.

Monday, March 17, 2008

DAY16 - MT GOULD – COBRA BENGEMALL INN via MT AUGUSTUS

15 March 2008


DAY 16 Pilbara – Kimberley Trip

MT GOULD – COBRA BENGEMALL INN via MT AUGUSTUS

Damn flies, damn its hot
Now its bloody flies and bloody hot
What a morning at this spot
Flies, flies, flies
Swarms of flies
Ozzie salute wearing thin
As even more show up with a grin
Patience does wear thin
As chairs and tables don’t fit
In that special bag made for them to fit
Finally seated in the car
Windows opened so far
To send our guests on their way
But they like their hosts and decide to stay.
Flies like to travel wherever we go
They visit and visit and don’t want to go
Till dusk falls and they are gone
Leaving the space when the light is but gone.




This sums up our morning and every evening.






Hot so hot today
As we travel to Burringurrah today
Or might Mount Augustus as you might say
Mt Gould is now behind
The Gascoyne is now in front
That mail run now long gone
Carnavon to Bengamall
Then Meekatharra Bengamall
But for us so much to see
So far to go, many places to be
Tyranny of distance I say
But its so vast don’t you say



The mail must get through
No matter what weather might brew
Flying fox barrels
Bush ingenuity in barrels
Stood the test of time
When Gascoyne flooded every time



Waterless countryside here lies
Wajarri people know otherwise
Hidden water pools
Worn rocks from grinding tools
Along the Kingsford mail run
Hold water by the ton



Hot oranges, reds and green
Litter the countryside umpteen
Make you feel hot
Even when just seen
From the comfort of the limousine



As the asymmetrical anticline rock layers
Unfold arch like structures in layers
Of sandstone, quartz and granite layers
Burringurrah rises to tell the tale
And show us visually the tale
Too hot to walk
Too many flies to stalk
42 degree heat does us stalk
Car slid on the sand in two wheel drive
Too hot to lock hubs in for four wheel drive



Nowhere to go to escape the heat
But Cattle Pool provides that seat
Then we drive west again
Straight into the sun what a pain
25K Cobra Bangamall way
Then detour Edithadna Pool way
Clothes and all we all jump in
Hubby, Marguerite, yours truly and Jim
Then finally come to a place of rest
To battle the dust and get some rest


The local Aborigines refer to Mt Augustus as Burringurrah. The dreamtime story refers to a boy who runs away during initiation process, is caught, then speared through his right leg, falls to the ground and is hit with a fighting stick. He collapses and dies. His final resting pose with left leg bent up besides his body is seen as one approaches Mt Augustus from the south.

Our initial response to Mt Augustus was about how huge it was. It rises 715 meters out of the red sandplain and is 1105 m above sea level. It is a 49km drive around it. We intended to stay several days in Mt Augustus. It is just too hot, no shade and one can only camp at either Mt Augustus Resort or Cobra Bangamall Wayside Inn. So we went to Cobra where as we arrived we were invited by the lessee of the Bangamall Inn to go for a swim in a pool named for the three daughters of the earlier station family – Edith, Ada and Anna. After dinner we joined Jim and Marguerite for a glass of wine and heard tales of the area.

DAY 15 - TO AND FROM MEEKATHARRA - MT GOULD

14 March 2008

DAY 15 Pilbara – Kimberley Trip

TO AND FROM MEEKATHARRA - MT GOULD

Slept in this morning – no birds to wake us.

Onward we travelled towards Meekatharra on what is known as the Miner’s Pathway between Sandstone and Meekatharra. Not far from our campsite we went past several areas that had garbage bags layed out in rectangular patterns. Then we saw a notice referring to a vermin fence. Was it bait?
Then, as Frank in Kalgoorlie had told us there is ‘Ayre’s Rock’ along the road. I didn’t get a good photo of it. The rock formation is extremely reminiscent of Ayers Rock. It is Barlangi Rock. The interpretative sign describes the site as ‘when space and earth collide’. A very apt description as it is the site of a meteorite/comet crashing into the earth 1,000 million years ago. Bourlangi Rock is a remnant of rocks that were melted by the impact. The rock is found in Yugunga – Nya country and I wished that there had been a local Aboriginal story about the rock included in the site description. Some kangaroos hopped across this ancient landscape. I would have thought they were the red kangaroos but later found out that they were Bigurda or Euros, often referred to as common wallaroo.

Along the way there were many signs of recent rain. We saw a fuel truck turn into one of the stations along the way. Then a second large formation came into view – Mt Yagahong. The dirt roads here in WA so far have been absolutely fantastic. Maybe our timing is right as they are all well graded. Sorry to say but SA dirt roads are the worst we have experienced.

After a while tall electricity poles come into sight - a sign of civilisation. This raises the question regarding what would the early settlers have considered as signs of approaching civilisation whilst travelling through this great expanse?

Finally we hit Meekatharra. It is the biggest centre in the Murchison. I was a little disappointed as I thought it would be somewhat bigger. A strong reminder too that everything stops for lunch – everything closes between 12.00 and 2.00pm. Shopping hours have not been deregulated in WA so most things close Saturday lunchtime and not reopen till Monday as well. It is a hot topic here as we have heard a lot of debate on the topic on the radio. Bad luck if you’re a tourist and need provisions. You need to sit there and wait.

We looked round the town. The museum at the Shire Office was very interesting. There was a beautiful pictorial quilt made for the town’s centenary in 1994 ‘The Centenary Quilt’. I tried to find out more about it and the only information I could get was that it was made by two ladies who have now left the area. A pity the quilt label did not include information about the makers. There were also beautiful examples of crotchet, embroidery and knitting samples made by Anne Brown, her daughters Florence Head and Lill Mickle and Florence’s daughters covering work made from early 1900’s to late 1960’s. There were rate books, trophies and many interesting photos.


We lunched in the park at the start of the Meeka Rangelands Discovery Trail. The park had an exhibit of several interesting pieces including an Ore Crusher. The park was at a permanent billabong site on Meek River with water fed from an abandoned mine. The interpretive sign described water as ’liquid gold. . . accelerator of what is this landscape – and we must now learn just how far and fast we can develop and still survive’. Makes one think.


As we were eating our lunch three little Aboriginal boys joined us. Two were visiting the town and one was a local. An interesting chat was had by all.


After a stop at outpatients to check out a bite on my foot that has stayed swollen for three days and been getting progressively worse we continued on with antibiotics to hopefully take care of the problem. A reaction to the cream used for the bite not the actual bite. Just my luck.


We left Meekatharra following the Kingsford Smith mail route. In 1924 Charles Kingsford Smith and his mate Keith Anderson bought a truck, established the Gascoyne Transport Company and started a mail run between Carnavon and Bangemall Gold Mines near Mt Augustus. The landscape on this route is constantly changing as it was yesterday, but very different. There is so much to see – you look to the one side and miss something on the other side. Cannot believe how green it was for a large portion of the road – the range of different green grasses. Small termite mounds litter the landscape. A large group of emus were in the scrub. There were more cars on the road here than we’ve seen since leaving Kalgoorlie. You see them coming from miles because of the dust. A few ghost gums were seen along the way.

Yalgar and Murchinson Rivers had water. We repeatedly commented that we could not believe how green it is. The road whilst good had some wash outs and these places were marked with witches hats.

At Murchison River there was an old time fuel bowser. Due to fuel shortages a charcoal shaker was used. To get the charcoal they would burn mulga, take the charcoal and shake the sand out of it then load it into a big burner in vehicles. The question would have been how many mulga trees to the mile. What difficult times they were. Whilst here we are now travelling with diesel powdered cars, solar panels for power, fridges and so on. How times have changed.


We are camped in the scrub at the base of Mt Gould near the ruins of the Mt Gould Police Station and Lock Up near a dry creek bed.


Serious offenders ie sheep thieves, were taken to Carnavon – 450 km from here on foot whilst the police travelled on camels. You’d think they would have served the sentence just through the walk!!
There is a well, a windmill and tank that are still drawing water. We used some water to cool ourselves as it is still hot – hit 40 at about 4.00pm AGAIN.