We had heard so much about Cape Leveque that we thought we would head up there to have a look. We left the caravans in Broome and set up our tents at a little stopover called Munget Community or Whale Song.
Most of the Dampier Peninsula is owned by Aboriginal Communities, so we need to organize a booking for a camp site and since they didn’t have any spots left at Cape Leveque, (or Kooljaman) we booked in to Munget. Our site was situated over the top of a cliff overlooking the bay.
Not bad for “multi million dollar” views!! All from our campsite. We went fishing along this coast. I caught a little bream, Col caught a little whiting and he nearly caught a hammerhead shark! I turned to see, what I thought was a good sized fish, but that was only the dorsal fin of a four foot shark!! And once we both saw that, we decided that wading out to our waist wasn’t the smartest thing while those sharks were hanging about.
This is our campsite. The winds came up in the morning and we could swear that Col and Margaret’s tent was going to fold up any moment!
And of course the first thing you do, is inspect the amenities. Here we have the toilet with penthouse views across the campsite. And there’s a sign at the bottom of the stairs that say “FREE” or “ IN USE”. The only problem with that is when somebody forgets to turn the sign around. You could be standing there dancing around for a while waiting.
And this is a shower that any nature lover would appreciate. Many people pay to have this kind of shower in their homes. I do have to tell you though, that the shower walls are high enough for the average MAN, but if you happen to be a tall WOMAN,..well ..let’s just say, they you might want to squat down a bit, as the walls are a bit short.
Once we got the camp set up, we headed over to the little cafe/office to have some lunch. It was quite warm the day we arrived, so a nice cold drink and some lunch was needed.
Views from the deck were enjoyed while we waited for our gourmet pizza to arrive. Chris had a mango smoothie (milk shake) and I had carrot juice.
And we watched people come and go. And there was a mix of dogs and kids around the yard to keep us entertained.
Chris found a little mate that he wanted to bring home with us. The pup stayed with us the whole two days we were there. Even sleeping on top of our clothes bag tucked inside Chris’s jacket.
At first glance you could swear that this was a miniature version of a dingo. He actually belonged to the local aboriginal group, but he was deemed a ‘free spirit’ as he made his way around the campsites and cafe and the beach. Col nicknamed him “Ding” …short for …DINGO! of course.
The following day we toured around the area and noted that there were several bush fires in the area.
And with the breezes carrying it across the bush, those that lived here were keeping an eye on it.
Well, we came and saw,.. and decided that while there were some nice spots here, it wasn’t really anything to write home about. And after a rough nights sleep, we headed back to Broome to pick the vans up and start heading east. Rough nights’ sleep?..oh yeah,..we have a queen size blow up mattress which normally works really good. But after being told to make sure you blow it ‘all the way up’,..it started popping it’s gaskets and we ended up with a mattress that looked like it had giant measles. And then throw in the normal ‘rolling’ over in bed and lumpy bits…(sigh) yep…it was a couple of rough nights. So now a new mattress is needed. Did I say mattrESS…make that TWO SINGLE mattresses. I think that’s going to work out a bit better.
Anyway, we’ve landed here just south of Derby at Wullare Roadhouse. And after packing all the winter woolies away last week, the night cooled down to around 10 deg/52F and with only two thermal blankets, Chris woke up at 4 this morning snuggling in. I woke up, threw my extra blanket on him, put the heater on, and he’s back to snoozing again. I may have to drag that doona back out.
Anyway, we’re sitting on the Fitzroy River, but you can’t go swimming as there’s crocodiles in the water up here, not that you would KNOW that, as there’s NO SIGNS. Queensland usually has “Auctung” signs, but not here. Western Australia doesn’t believe in signs for tourists. And trying to find the touristy places is hard, as there’s no signs to let you know what’s in the area. And bitumen roads are few, so it’s more of a challenge to find places to see and visit. I think the government budget is too small to accommodate the tourist trade. Who knows?
We’ll be in Derby later this morning and we’ll be there for 5 days. So more fishing is in order before we take our flight over the Horizontal Waterfalls next Tuesday. Oh yeah,..and there’s “R n R” as well, before we leave.
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