Wyndham:
Week 12.
15,000 Kilometres.
Beautiful.
Mark, this one's for you. Here we are camped at Doon Doon. Great Caravan Park and Roadhouse managed and owned by the local Indigenous Community. Last night we learned we had a new Prime Minister!
We were planning to stay at Turkey Creek last night but the attitude there didn't go down well with Honey Pie. It was also very crowded at the caravan park so we decided to head-tail it to the next stop at Doon Doon. So glad we did. Lovely people, lovely service and a nice quiet and small caravan park. Almost a full moon...it was a beautiful night. We had dinner at the roadhouse because we were so exhausted after our day at Purnululu N.P.
Week 12.
15,000 Kilometres.
Beautiful.
Mark, this one's for you. Here we are camped at Doon Doon. Great Caravan Park and Roadhouse managed and owned by the local Indigenous Community. Last night we learned we had a new Prime Minister!
We were planning to stay at Turkey Creek last night but the attitude there didn't go down well with Honey Pie. It was also very crowded at the caravan park so we decided to head-tail it to the next stop at Doon Doon. So glad we did. Lovely people, lovely service and a nice quiet and small caravan park. Almost a full moon...it was a beautiful night. We had dinner at the roadhouse because we were so exhausted after our day at Purnululu N.P.
The Grotto, discovered this as we drove into Wyndham. One hundred and forty something steps to the water...after yesterday's hikes we thought we'd give it a miss! And who should we run into while there? Mark and Mal nonetheless!!! Had a good catch-up.
Willow, this one's for you. (It's pretend!) Right in the middle of Wyndham.
Not far from the above structure is the post office where I went to buy some stamps. I could have done a week's shopping in there!
Once again, photographs do Wyndham no justice. The view from Five Rivers Lookout is something to behold.
I just loved Wyndham Port. It is a town that time forgot. We visited a resident artist in her studio that must be about seventy years old if not more (The studio that is). So idyllic, here she did her lino-prints at her leisure and supplemented her income with a week's work once a month.
We also visited a little knick knack shop that sold souvenirs as well as 'antiques', no windows here...just shutters which were open to the world and the exhausting heat. Oh, and the dust too.
Next door we were able to take a reprieve from the stifling heat in a little outdoor eatery. Cooled off with a cold drink and a barra hamburger filled our tummies.
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