Day 49
Tuesday
21 August
Broome
Paul was up early this morning, espousing the beautiful day and once I was awake, we decided to head out for a morning walk. Unfortunately, we headed to the café and while we were only going for a hot chocolate, we couldn’t resist the bacon smells and ended up with eggs benedict as well.
Extra walking was required after that effort! And we headed back out along the beach and over the flat, black rocks, watching the crazy crabs skitter away, as we approached. The tide was on the retreat once again, exposing more and more of the shoreline. We turned around and began our return to the van.
Once back, I went for a shower and Paul got busy emptying the car, so he could put the golf clubs in. I sat watching the water and enjoying the tranquillity. We rang the Queensland mob to see if Mark was interested in playing, but they were all hitched up and ready to head on to Derby. Oh well.
We loaded ourselves into the car and made our way to the Golf Club. The club house is up on a high hill, overlooking the port. The only problem is you have to walk down to the course and ultimately up the hill at the end. We paid the $26!!! For the 9 holes and then began our trek along the green course. It was really pleasant but quite warm and I was glad when it was all done and we could head for somewhere cool.
We returned to the van, Paul organised a $15 hair cut with one of the other tenants, then went for a shower. In the meantime, I made my way to the free wifi area and began madly uploading all I could, catching up on some of the blog photos which have been piling up. I was also able to add to the facebook albums.
Paul eventually joined me, spinning out at meeting another tourer from Bunbury who went to school with his mate’s old man. It is too much of a small world. We finished up what we needed to do and then returned to the van for a small bite to eat, before thinking about getting ready for our camel trek on Cable Beach.
We drove out to the beach for 4pm, parked and made our way out to the meeting spot by the loading trailer. We were given a complimentary drink, while we waited and stood around chatting to fellow trekkers as well as the workers. We were keen to let them know what we thought of the number of vehicles. Once again they were parked up for as far as you could see.
We were eventually lined up and loaded onto the platform, our camel was Khan, a teenager from Queensland and apparently quite lazy, always looking for his chance to sit down, though not while on the job. Behind us was Alice, who was exceptionally affectionate and quite happily spent the length of the tour with her head stuck under Paul’s armpit, looking for a scratch on the nose.
Once everyone was on, we made our way up the beach, dodging the many 4wds Unfortunately, a lot of them had parked up on the newly wet sand, rather than sticking to the dunes, so our view was impeded quite substantially.
Despite the carpark, we enjoyed the ride, completing a Broome icon. I did feel like a bit of a wishbone in the end, having to straddle the beast for so long and I know Paul was feeling it too. Mind you, he was taking his mind off it, by pulling faces and giving the bird to those taking our photo who were obviously on the beach in their cars.
The sun was almost gone by the time we made it back to the staging area and we dismounted gingerly, before picking up a souvenir photo and making our way up the beach. The rangers were in directing traffic and Paul took the opportunity to voice his displeasure and then we drove on back to the park.
I was happy to have cereal for dinner and Paul had a soup. I went through the photos for the day and then we decided to put on another movie, this time Kingsman and this was by far the most entertaining film we have watched thus far.
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