Day 33

Trip Start Sep 23, 2012
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Thursday, October 25, 2012

Fitzroy Crossing was reached at 3.00 pm after an epic drive of some 650 kilometres with Taylor Swift getting heaps of air time. We departed Kununurra at 6.30 am ( a Dimentie record) because sunrise was at the very early time of 4.45 am making it very easy to pack up.
The first part of the trip to Halls Creek was spectacular because we viewed the mountain ranges of the East Kimberley. Huge red escarpments rose up and much of the time we appeared to be travelling in an seemingly endless valley. On a corner just out of town we had our first confirmed sighting of a dingo. He almost walked across the road right in front of us. We stopped for petrol and a break at the Turkey Creek Roadhouse which was an interesting place with lots of activity. Many people use it as a base to explore the Bungle Bungles but we left them for another time especially with the cost of the helicopter charter. One image that will remain with us was seeing a beautiful smiling local boy of nine months sitting on a table with mum feeding him a pop top of juice. Petrol was $1.97 the highest price for sometime and almost equated to highway robbery. An old mobile library from Victoria was at the caravan park- how did it get there? I like to know its story.
Just before Halls Creek it started to rain not heavily but with some purpose. It was enough to loosen the red dirt that had been baked onto the top of the Jayco for the past month. Between Halls Creek and Fitzroy Crossing there is pretty much nothing but wandering cows and wild horses (Emmy was in raptures but I was more worried about hitting one at 110 kilometres an hour.) The region has large cattle stations and the stock love wandering along the road to have a feed. This is fine until they decide to cross the road right in front of Terry and the Jayco. The cows seemed to be attracted to the car like moths to a flame no doubt due to them thinking a bale of hay is coming their way.
Once again the Fitzroy River Lodge was almost deserted but we were once again joined by our German friends in their campervan. I wonder if we will see them in Broome. The Lodge was great but the swimming pool was almost in the next suburb!
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