WEDNESDAY 1 NOVEMBER CORAL BAY TO CARNARVON 247kms
We thought about having a final snorkel on the reef, before breakfast, but decided we needed to focus on the pack up and travel.
Left Coral Bay about 9.30am, after topping up the fuel with 20 litres, at $1.31cpl.
The van jockey wheel had been going flat really quickly, since Onslow, and John had not been able to get a new tube in the small towns we’ve been in. So, here, he tried putting silicone on the perished parts, and it actually stayed up longer. Having the flat jockey wheel had made hitching up the van harder for me, so I was pleased with any improvement.
It was a routine, but rather tedious drive to Carnarvon, through featureless, scrubby country.
We crossed the Tropic of Capricorn again, before reaching Highway 1. I wondered if/when we would return to the tropics?
Just before reaching Carnarvon, we came into the irrigated fruit and vegetable growing area that exists around it, relying on water from bores around the Gascoyne River. This river is another with a really large catchment area. It can flood quite spectacularly. Its waters soak really quickly into the underlying aquifer and that is where the irrigation water comes from. Some say it is a river that flows upside down.
We stopped at a roadside produce stall on the approach to town and bought tomatoes and capsicums. They were cheap and fresh – lovely.
Booked into Wintersun Caravan Park, for $16.50 a night. John paid them an extra $3 so we could wash the van and get the Coral Bay salt off.
We ate lunch as soon as we arrived, then set up the camp.
Drove into town – this caravan park was right on the outskirts. There were banana plantations lining both sides of the road as we drove.
John was able to buy a new tube for the jockey wheel – hooray!
Bought a few supplies and meat for tea at Woolworths.
Carnarvon is rather a strange town – there seems to be no really defined central focus to it, just straggles of shops and businesses. There were quite a few closed businesses, which would seem to indicate some sort of local downturn.
John wanted me to make stuffed peppers for tea. They take quite a while to do, so tea was late.
I missed the sound of the sea at night, that we had at Coral Bay.