Go West, Day 84 – Broome

Day 84 Friday 29th May 2015, warm again 34 degrees Broome We have a lazy day just enjoying this lovely caravan park. We have new neighbours. The couple on our right are from NSW and have stayed here 15 times, yes they like it here. In fact they’ve just sold their house to go on the road permanently. On our left is a couple from SA. He’s a retired maintenance man and she was a house mother in a boarding school. They do short term postings at caravan parks and farms, they were even rat catchers on a pig farm. … Continue reading Go West, Day 84 – Broome

Go West, Day 82 – Broome

Day 82 Wednesday 27th May 2015, warm 32 degrees Broome We ‘do’ the Pearling Lugger Tour and sit in an old wharf shed learning about the romance and horrors of the pearling industry of the past. In its heyday there were 404 pearl luggers operating out of Broome harvesting pearl shells for mother of pearl and sometimes they found natural pearls. What a far cry from today’s industry. We were surprised to learn that like in Queensland, ‘black birding’ (a polite term for slavery) was practised to coerce the Aboriginals into doing the shell diving. This was prior to the … Continue reading Go West, Day 82 – Broome

Go West, Day 78 – Barn Hill

Day 78 Saturday 23rd May 2015, warm 26 degrees @ 8:20 Eighty Mile Beach to Barn Hill A connection snapped off the water filter this morning so we’ll just use our own tank water until we get to Broome. We pass through grassland and low scrub, termites and wandering cattle. We pull into the Sandfire Roadhouse for fuel and I jump out to get a photo. I reckon that this place must come alive during the night because there are more animal and bird foot prints in the red dirt than there are tyre marks. The countryside is alternating now … Continue reading Go West, Day 78 – Barn Hill

Go West, Day 77 – Eighty Mile Beach

Day 77 Friday 22nd May 2015, overcast, clearing and muggy 29 degrees @ 9:30 Pardoo Station to Eighty Mile Beach Wow, we get 4 spots of rain before breakfast, can I call that a wet day? We leave Pardoo station and follow the highway through flat scrubby grazing land. We turn left onto the red dirt road into Eighty Mile Beach undecided as to whether we will stay or continue on to Barn Hill. I get the feeling that my ‘Outback Jack’ is a little over red dirt as he is starting to grumble about the corrugations on the roads.  … Continue reading Go West, Day 77 – Eighty Mile Beach