Off North we head towards Carnavon this time and got into town about midday. Crowey and I both agreed Carnarvon to be a good spot to stock up on groceries (fresh fruit and veg grown locally) and essentials, but another town that did not have that much to offer so we decided to head towards a camp spot north of Carnavon called Point Quobba. Getting a little bit on the dark side and with another 60km or so to go, we decided to head into a Parking area (free camp as we call it) for the night and take off for Point Quobba in the morning. We arrived at Point Quobba the next morning at about 9.00am and soon found the ranger there who charged us $5.50 per night (cheap as chips) and we promptly set up camp fairly close to the beach and by the looks of it a great looking snorkel area.
| Our campsite (note ocean in background) |
| Crowey settles in |
Once camp was set up we headed down to the beach with our snorkeling gear and were amazed at the temperature of the water, making it the warmest we had experienced on our trip so far. Diving into the water we soon found ourselves amongst some beautiful coral and the amount of fish varieties, colours, shapes and sizes was fairly amazing. Crowey and I were in absolute heaven and could almost compare it to the same standard of snorkeling in the Whitsundays. We so wish we had that underwater camera to show you what we could see under that water for those of you who have never experienced such delights in the ocean. It is totally another world under the water and I never get tired of gently moving along and enjoying the escapades of the fish. Some follow you (hoping for a feed), others turn on their side and look at you with one big eye, some get on with their everyday life flitting in and out of the coral feeding and others will scoot back into their hiding spots watching your every move. Please, if you haven't done snorkeling before, do yourself a favour and put it on your bucket list.
| the tide is out, the fish are waiting |
| looking from above the water |
| Murph after a snorkel |
One morning I got up, opened the door and looked outside to check the weather and what I saw sitting on the tow bar of the Prado touched my heart, a little kestrel sheltering himself from the wind, all feathers fluffed up. I snuck back inside to get my camera, I even got Crowey out of bed to see it. Nature is beautiful.
| Awwww, how cute is that! |
Crowey and I ended up staying four nights in this wonderful little spot and would gladly return. One of those areas that touched our hearts and will be forever remembered I think.
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