Saturday 24 June 2017

0030 Broome to Doon Doon Roadhouse.


21st – 24th June 2017
The Gibb River Road

Start of the Gibb river road
We were up early on the 21st so we get could get packed up and down to the Toyota dealer in Broome by 7.30 am for an oil change and quick check of the car before we hit the infamous Gibb River Road. We said goodbye to Jos & Tony as they headed back home via the black top – We planned to catch up with them again in Alice Springs.  By 10.30 am we were all done, and although they found a couple of minor issues, I decided they could last till we got home, and after fueling up we headed east towards Derby – straight and  
                                                                                                   boring !


Windjanna Gorge
We refueled again in Derby so that we hit the dirt of the Gibb River Road with full tanks,  and headed towards Windjanna Gorge.  We reached the campsite just before sunset, and after setting up in the “Generators Area”  (ironically quieter and less crowded than the supposedly quieter “No generators area” ) we went for a short walk into the gorge in the setting sun.  Saw a few crocs beside the river, and then headed back for some yummy soup and bed.

Crocs in the river
Blue winged Kookaburra
Next morning I got up at 6.15 and headed into the gorge, while Janet decided to rest her knee.  I walked for some 45 minutes up into the gorge before turning back. Lots of morning bird songs, and spent some time watching a beautiful blue winged kookaburra, a member of the kingfisher family. And LOTS of crocs basking in the morning sun !  I think I was one of the first to go up the gorge this morning as there seemed to be a lot of roo and snake tracks in the sand, so I kept a close eye out for live ones while I headed back for breakfast.

Some more photos here :-  https://goo.gl/photos/MZYBe7rUG2XQqjV37

50 cc postie bike tour !
Back on the road, we headed on SE towards Tunnel Gorge, and on the way we were passed by 20 or 30 guys on 50cc Honda Postman’s bikes !  These ultra reliable little motor bikes enjoy a bit of a cult following, and this was obviously an organized tour for people renting them.  Some were totally at ease and waved at us as we passed, while others were hanging on for grim death as they rode on the sandy and rocky road !  



Helicopter mustering
Then we saw more and more cattle, and came round a corner and there were some being herded across the road by a mustering helicopter, aided by a couple of cowboys on horseback.  The cattle get so spread out up here that when it comes time for branding or selling them, they need to use helicopters in order to cover the vast distances involved.  One hears about this, but rarely sees it, so it was great to see it right in front of us. 

Brolgas on the road


 Shortly after that we passed some brolgas, a local type of heron, as they strolled along the road, before taking flight as we got closer.





In Tunnel Gorge
We parked up and went into Tunnel Gorge, but it was so dark in there that the small torches we had brought were useless, so I had to traipse back for better ones.  Once we had them, we could see a bit better, but it really was a bit of a difficult walk, over rocks and through deep water – I fell against the walls at one stage and gashed my hand, and although Janet went a little further into the water, it wasn’t very enjoyable, so eventually we turned back and headed to the car.  Back on the road, we went back past Windjanna Gorge and then back to the Gibb River Road proper and turned east.

King Leopold Ranges
We drove through the hilly King Leopold Ranges which were quite impressive, and then stopped for a sandwhich and a coffee at Imintji before stopping at Galvin’s Gorge for a quick look.  This is a short walk up through the forest to a beautiful clear waterhole where several families were having a lovely time jumping off the rocks, swinging out on ropes, and swimming under the waterfall.  A very peaceful spot, especially on a hot day.


One of the many river crossings on our route
There were some really beautiful river crossings as we headed up the very dusty and corrugated Gibb River Road.  As about 3 pm we were going to stop at the Manning River to overnight, but as it was still a bit early, we decided to keep going a little further – Which turned out to be a big mistake because there wasn’t anywhere else, and we ended up stopping at sunset in an isolated “No Camping” area – Too pooped to continue.  Should have stopped at Manning River as apparently it is really nice !!   Whoops.


Dead cattle and eagles on the road
The next morning, the 23rd June, we awoke early and while breakfasting we learned from a local, Clive, that the Gibb River Station just back down the road DID have camping, but they do not advertise it as it is not properly set up yet.  Another whoops !   Another guy, Chris, had overnighted in the parking area, and he had major problems as he had split his fuel tank !  He had tried to fix it unsuccessfully, so when Clive came, he took him back to the station and they were going to see if they could do something to help him.  We also saw a truck with a caravan on it with a broken axle – Lot of damage happening to cars and vans up here 
                                                                                                   due to the terrible corrugations.

Some more pics of this section here :-  https://goo.gl/photos/UELqju8kd2AVa7dd6

Corrugations !
And beautiful creek crossings
Once we got going, we head north up towards Drysdale Station on the Kalumbaru road, leaving the Gibb River Road behind.  The plan was to drive to 260 or so kms to the Mitchell Falls up on the Mitchell Plateau.  We had been told that the road was rough but passable, especially nearer the Plateau, but as we headed north it quickly got worse and worse – Not just corrugations, but ones so big that the car was bouncing severely. It was 60 kms of this to Drysdale Station, and when we got there we went in to have a coffee and enquire about the road situation.  But there was no
coffee, and the restaurant was closed,  so we had a quick loo stop and continued north.  But after about 20 more kms, the road was just getting worse and worse, and it was beating us and the car to death – Our eyes could hardly focus on the road because we were being jarred so badly.  This was NOT fun !!  And we knew we still had not only 150 kms more to go, but that it apparently would get still worse, and then we still had to come all the way back again on the same road.  So after a quick discussion, we decided it ws just not worth it, and we agreed to turn around, and were happy to do so.   As we headed back down the road, we passed on truck towing a boat, and he was going at about 5 kms an hour, and he was thinking of turning around as well !

The plus side was that there were several absolutely stunning creek crossings along the road that really showed the beauty of the Australian bush.  What this area must be like in the wet season can only be imagined.
We finally made it back to our previous overnight stop, and turned back east on the Gibb River Road, where we saw several other travellers licking their (mechanical) wounds after making the trip north !



Double barred finches
Ellenbrae
The GRR was little better for a while, and after some 70 kms of teeth clenching driving we turned into Ellenbrae Station at about 11 am to test their renowned scones, cream and jam.  5 kms off the road, Ellenbrae is delightful, a peaceful oasis off the dry dusty road, and we enjoyed a very pleasant hour’s rest sampling their scones (yes, they are excellent !) and resting our shaken bones.  Lots of little Double Barred finches were feeding beside us, entertaining us with their antics.

More dirt and corrugations
Then it was back on the road east, and for a while it was like a freeway as they had a grader out working the road !  Unfortunately our joy was shortlived, and we were soon back to pretty miserable corrugations, albeit no where near as bad as the Drysdale Road.  There were infrequent and all-too-short sections on hills where the road is tarmacced, which were bliss !  We stopped at a couple of lookouts for photos over the seemingly endless views, and eventually, at about 3 pm, reached Home Valley, where we turned in to yet another massive cattle
station which is set up for camping, meals, and entertainment on a major scale, although everything out here (from the camping to the beer and food) is understandably quite expensive out here.  Fuel is $2.10 a litre, but so far my big 180 litre tanks have survived and I should reach Kununurra before I have to refuel.

Tonight we are camping on the banks of the wide Pentecost River, an area apparently frequented by salt water crocs (as compared to the less dangerous fresh water variety), so we are camped well back from the banks of the river !  A great hot shower are 3 days on the dusty roads, a delicious steak for supper cooked on our grill, and we turned in looking forward to getting off the dirt road later tomorrow, if only for a couple of 100 kms.  Even my number plate nearly fell off today, with one of the screws vibrating loose so the plate was hanging off the back !  Fixed with zip ties !!

Pentecost River sunset
Going in to El Questro
In the morning of the 24th, had another shower to wash more red dirt off, checked out the river for crocs, and then headed out along the GRR again – Sometimes smooth, sometimes terrible, but not as bad as it had been.  We arrived at the El Questro turn off at about 10.30 am and turned in for the 20 km or so drive in.  Couldn’t work out why there were so many caravans going at 2 kmh, and then realized they had come from the west, on black top road, and this were their first piece of (bad) dirt road, so they were all freaking out !  And the river crossing had them all hanging around to check them out first, while a gang of us big 4WD’s who had come from the east thought this was the smoothest bit of road and shallowest river crossing we had seen for 3 or 4 days, so were ploughing along at 80 kmh !! 

Kimberley colours - painting by Coralee
Coralee Boabs
Arriving at El Questro it is TOURIST CENTRAL – Helicopters, coaches, restaurants, and lots of tourists queuing up to book tours etc.  All very nice, but just a bit of a surprise and contrast after the past few days !  We had a coffee, and wandered around – it is all really well set up, and would be a lovely spot to stay for a few days and explore some of the local gorges on foot – But very expensive.   We ended up finding artist in residence Coralee, and fell in love with her artwork of boabs, Kimberley colours, and her friendliness. After a few visits and discussions, we decided on a painting for my imminent 70th birthday, although we had Coralee make a couple of changes to it – A commission painting, you might say !  She will courier it to our home once it is finished.
Leaving El Questro

After wandering around, and checking out the campsite, we left El Questro – Truly a lovely spot that would be worth returning to one day.  Back out, through the creek crossings, to the main road, and find that it is all tarmac again now – No wonder the people coming in from the west were so surprised by the dirt and deep river crossings !  We made a detour into Wyndham and went up to
Wyndham lookout
the Lookout – A delightful spot with incredible 360 deg views, so we had our lunch up there.  We then had a quick wander round Old Wyndham, which has an Afghan / Camel heritage as this was where the Afghans first arrived in the 1800’s – A lot of history up here.

Doon Doon camp site
From Wyndham it was on down the road towards Halls Creek, and we reached the Doon Doon Roadhouse at about 3.30 pm.  A very pleasant surprise – nice campsite, friendly host, met Tony and Barbara from New Zealand, and had a very pleasant evening. Glad to see the back of the Gibb River Road !

More pics of this section here :-  https://goo.gl/photos/qdGmSonbGCBzqXf68

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