Old Gladstone jetty. Me walking the plank!!
Pics of Gladstone camping spotDay 72
Our camper and awning have copped a very healthy cover of bird shit over the past 2 days under the trees and we decide to clean it up and head out of here. Kalbarri is a lovely little place but we have probably seen all we want to see here and decide to head north. There is so much to see when you look at the map but will keep all these lovely little places in the memory bank for “Next Time Around”. Wendy and Nick left this morning heading for the Peron Peninsula (Monkey Mia), not sure where we will catch up. We clean the canvas without too much trouble and then do a swim across the river to check out the surf on the other side. Alan, a little reluctantly as he is a bit of a wuss, but with much encouragement from me he makes it!! A spot of lunch on the waterfront before we head for Carnarvon about 340 km. We are driving along the Highway about 5km from Overlander Roadhouse when we see a familiar looking van “only just” off the very busy road and tyre rubber scattered along the before them. Wendy and Nick shredded one of their caravan tyres about an hour before and Nick is trying to change the wrecked tyre with no luck. Alan soon fixes the problem and they are very grateful that we came along as Nick was just ready to unhook the van and drive to get some assistance. With it being Sat. and not much hope of getting the correct new tyres till Monday they head to Denham about 130km and assure us they will drive carefully getting there. It is about 4pm and we are a bit concerned that it will be a bit dark by the time they reach their destination. We keep heading north and I find a lovely little campground called “Gladstone” about 130km south of Carnarvon and 6km off the Highway. Ignoring the warning signs on the entrance gate that there would be a $550 vehicle recovery fee if stranded, we drove into the sunset not knowing what we would find. It turned out to be “THE” most beautiful camping place we have ever been to. We camped about 20 metres from the water in a big wide open area with only a few other distant campers. The sun set in the west as the moon rose in the east and we enjoyed the peaceful surrounds and perfect clear starry sky with no wind!!
Our camper and awning have copped a very healthy cover of bird shit over the past 2 days under the trees and we decide to clean it up and head out of here. Kalbarri is a lovely little place but we have probably seen all we want to see here and decide to head north. There is so much to see when you look at the map but will keep all these lovely little places in the memory bank for “Next Time Around”. Wendy and Nick left this morning heading for the Peron Peninsula (Monkey Mia), not sure where we will catch up. We clean the canvas without too much trouble and then do a swim across the river to check out the surf on the other side. Alan, a little reluctantly as he is a bit of a wuss, but with much encouragement from me he makes it!! A spot of lunch on the waterfront before we head for Carnarvon about 340 km. We are driving along the Highway about 5km from Overlander Roadhouse when we see a familiar looking van “only just” off the very busy road and tyre rubber scattered along the before them. Wendy and Nick shredded one of their caravan tyres about an hour before and Nick is trying to change the wrecked tyre with no luck. Alan soon fixes the problem and they are very grateful that we came along as Nick was just ready to unhook the van and drive to get some assistance. With it being Sat. and not much hope of getting the correct new tyres till Monday they head to Denham about 130km and assure us they will drive carefully getting there. It is about 4pm and we are a bit concerned that it will be a bit dark by the time they reach their destination. We keep heading north and I find a lovely little campground called “Gladstone” about 130km south of Carnarvon and 6km off the Highway. Ignoring the warning signs on the entrance gate that there would be a $550 vehicle recovery fee if stranded, we drove into the sunset not knowing what we would find. It turned out to be “THE” most beautiful camping place we have ever been to. We camped about 20 metres from the water in a big wide open area with only a few other distant campers. The sun set in the west as the moon rose in the east and we enjoyed the peaceful surrounds and perfect clear starry sky with no wind!!
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