Entry to Quobba Station
The Blowholes
Fun Boxing on Mothers Day!!??
Day 72
Happy mother’s day to all you mums out there. Hope you had a fantastic day. Remembering also of all our mum’s who are not here. We have no phone service but know our gorgeous girls will be thinking of us. Alan decides instead of brekkie in bed we will do and hour boxing session in the sand on this lovely peaceful morning. What a beaut idea I say and jump out of bed and get the boxing gloves on. Only one condition ....I get to throw the first punch!!!! All jokes aside tho we have a great session and the first time we have had a chance to get the gloves out. I am quite exhausted after an hour but have just enough energy to cook our brekkie......!! We reluctantly pack up and leave this memorable spot and as we are leaving we notice an honesty box for camping fees.....wait for it $1 per person per night!!! Alan says do they have a senior’s discount???!!! We arrive in Carnarvon about 10:30 and have a coffee while we decide whether we will stay here or head on. A visit to the info bureau and we get some information on a couple of national parks west of here. We decide we will head north and stay at Quobba station for a couple of days before we come back to Carnarvon and the National Parks. The working sheep station which has 15,000 head has opened its gates to campers, backpackers and also has some Luxury Eco Accommodation which was featured on “Getaway” a while ago. It is a 90km drive passing “Blowholes” and another HMAS Sydney memorial cairn. We find a spot to camp and while it is beachfront, has sand dunes and no sea view from where we are camped. No swimming at this beach and with the almost deafening roar of the ocean, I am going to heed warnings. The sunset as usual is spectacular and this unique place where the unusual breed of sheep, a no wool meat breed which originated from Spain and with excellent breeding qualities and able to withstand the harsh conditions, graze just near our camp. The sea noise is as almost as loud as living next to Mascot airport but amazingly we drift off to sleep without a care in the world.
Happy mother’s day to all you mums out there. Hope you had a fantastic day. Remembering also of all our mum’s who are not here. We have no phone service but know our gorgeous girls will be thinking of us. Alan decides instead of brekkie in bed we will do and hour boxing session in the sand on this lovely peaceful morning. What a beaut idea I say and jump out of bed and get the boxing gloves on. Only one condition ....I get to throw the first punch!!!! All jokes aside tho we have a great session and the first time we have had a chance to get the gloves out. I am quite exhausted after an hour but have just enough energy to cook our brekkie......!! We reluctantly pack up and leave this memorable spot and as we are leaving we notice an honesty box for camping fees.....wait for it $1 per person per night!!! Alan says do they have a senior’s discount???!!! We arrive in Carnarvon about 10:30 and have a coffee while we decide whether we will stay here or head on. A visit to the info bureau and we get some information on a couple of national parks west of here. We decide we will head north and stay at Quobba station for a couple of days before we come back to Carnarvon and the National Parks. The working sheep station which has 15,000 head has opened its gates to campers, backpackers and also has some Luxury Eco Accommodation which was featured on “Getaway” a while ago. It is a 90km drive passing “Blowholes” and another HMAS Sydney memorial cairn. We find a spot to camp and while it is beachfront, has sand dunes and no sea view from where we are camped. No swimming at this beach and with the almost deafening roar of the ocean, I am going to heed warnings. The sunset as usual is spectacular and this unique place where the unusual breed of sheep, a no wool meat breed which originated from Spain and with excellent breeding qualities and able to withstand the harsh conditions, graze just near our camp. The sea noise is as almost as loud as living next to Mascot airport but amazingly we drift off to sleep without a care in the world.
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