Barn Hill Day ?
Packed up and moved from Cape Kenaudren to Barn Hill.
Cape Keraudren Day ??
Not feeling real flash today and spent a few hours catching up with rest in the little tent until it got too hot. Briz repaired his chair and went fishing. He and Ivan found a natural spa in the rocks to frolic in 🙂
Cape Keraudren Day ?
Packed up ready to leave Port Hedland after a quick walk along the beachfront. It had been great to spend two days here to rest up.
Starting to really warm up and was very evident with all the bike gear on even though I finally removed the liners. We headed further east to Cape Kenaudren only 160kms up the road. I am still amazed by the lack of bugs up here, I can’t remember the last time I had to clean the screen on my helmet.
The road in to the campground was corrugated red dirt and the “Bird was starting to look a bit worse for wear. The water is a beautiful blue but is constantly either coming or going as a result of enormous tides up to 10m. Briz and I walked ‘across the other side’ when the tide was out (with beer in hand) and found some interesting critters as well as cutting my foot open.
The ‘Bird has definitely been in places that it was never designed for.
Port Hedland Day 13
Bit of a quiet day just doing shopping and hanging around South Hedland. Me and Briz had a few beers and we all went out for dinner at an ‘all you can eat’ chinese place for $15 including a drink.
Had a visitor in my tent in the wee hours of this morning, woke up to be confronted by a staffy dog that had made it’s way in under the fly. Scared the living daylights (and other things) out of me. It may have been left behind by someone but the Ranger was called.
The camp site where they use shadecloth over sand in place of grass.
Breakfast at the camp kitchen.
Enormous iron ore ore carrier being helped by tugs into the very ordinary harbour.
Rio Tinto harvest salt here.
The iron ore trains are kilometres long!
Briz reckons he should have this on the back of his Navara as I am always following him 🙂
Ivan fooling around in a real dinky-di emporium in Port Hedland while I was doing my own hedland act with Hoss’s hat from Bonanza.
Lubed the chain on the ‘Bird but it didn’t move today. Back tyre is looking very second hand and I had hoped it would last a fair bit longer. Will need to get another service done in Broome after a couple of day at Cape Keraudren and another couple of days at Barnhill.
Karijini to Port Hedland
Rode from Tarijini National Park to Port Headland along the Great Northern Way for another 380kms of nothingness.
Spent the morning packing up and then went to visit some of the gorges in park. Fern Pool was a special place.
We had a few dead ones in the morning after watching a movie on my laptop under the stars.
Briz looking his best.
A large group arrived late the previous evening and made a lot of noise at both ends of the day.
Indiana Brizzer purveying the lay of the land.
Long range shot of Briz at Fortesque Falls. We both nearly had a coronary climbing back up.
Fern Pool really was a special place and we now regret sooking out and not taking the plunge for a swim (it was bloody cold)
A very small photo of me polluting Fern Pool by immersing my boof head.
Very disappointed with the park, toilets were locked and not a lot of thought had been put into provisioning for the enormous number of people wanting to visit.
Left for a reasonably uneventful ride through the Hamersley Ranges to arrive at the very confused place known as Port Hedland. Set up camp at Point Cook Caravan Park and went in to a local pub for dinner. Bought a slab of the local brew on the way back to camp.
Coral Bay to Karijini
Got up and left.
Day 10
Day 10 stuff
Day 9
Day 9 stuff
Day 8
Day 8 stuff
With Brizzer
Very difficult to get phone reception, especially when we are travelling and the time difference when we do stop. I apologise if it appears we are ignoring you 🙂
Day 7
Met up with Brizzer and his brother Ivan at Denham. They had already spent a day there and had the campsite set up.
We went out Monkey Mia to watch the dolphin being fed. Briz and Ivan waiting for the dolphins.
Dolphins on the way.
Close enough to touch.
The bloke in the yellow shirt got to feed the dolphin.