Someone once said isn’t it funny how nothing is ever how you imagine it to be. That is so correct even today when we can ‘walk’ and ‘fly’ over our destination with Google Earth and still we get there and it looks similar but there is oh so much more.I expected Victoria River to be rough and rugged and barren. How pleasantly was I surprised when we visited in 2015.
Beside the roadhouse there is a paddock of new mown hay. This is the first grass paddock that we’ve seen since south of Kalbarri. It’s funny the things that you miss. The roadhouse is neatly mowed and the sprinklers are on. There is no shortage of water here as the river is just metres away. We park in the paddock out the back with about thirty other campers. We have power and water for as little as $25 a bargain and no traffic noise. This is serenity, the smell of hay, lots of birds and kangaroos grazing.
Next morning the smell of hay is wafting into the van. The sun turns the escarpments bright red. Kangaroos graze quietly, there are four blue winged kookaburras in the gum tree above. You know the ones that don’t laugh properly and all that comes out is a strange strangled sound. High up on the rock ledges are tall Livingstonia palms. Lorikeets and corellas go bonkers in the gum trees.