Australia - Carnarvon
Trip Start Dec 05, 2005
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The rest of the 380km journey to Carnarvon took around 3 hours and the scenery and weather took a dramatic turn for the worse whilst en route. The sky in the distance started to darken and as we approached we could see the dark stripes curling up from the ground into the layer of dense cloud. The wind picked up and the rain began to bucket down as we penetrated what must have been the tail end of a cyclone. No sooner had we driven into it and wondered what the heck was going on, we were the other side of it, confused and taking a couple of pictures to try and capture the stark contrast between the bright sunny sky and the dark violent storm (PICS).
Arriving in Carnarvon to a clear warm evening we checked into a campsite and prepared for our standard evenings routine of dinner, reading and bed. The campsite was close to one of Carnarvon's more modern attractions, the OTC Satellite Dish which was used to relay information in Apollo missions, and in the tracking of Haley's Comet before it was decommissioned in the 80's. The dish was lit up at night and this gave it a rather spooky, sci-fi appearance (PIC).
Carnarvon doesn't actually have many attractions to boast, in our opinion at least. So after a spot of grocery shopping we drove out to the only attraction; One Mile Jetty (PIC), opting not to bother walking the 2 mile round trip to the end and back, and then headed on our way out of town.
The region does support a large agricultural industry with many fruit plantations around the outskirts of the town, some of which have a shop with low price produce for sale. We toured along the two main plantation roads and stopped off at one shop to pick up some mango and a couple of fresh paw-paws, straight off the tree.
Just less than 100km north of Carnarvon are a series of blowholes which, in the right conditions can shoot sea spray up to 20 metres into the air. We took the journey out to these blowholes to see them in action. Unfortunately the conditions weren't ideal and the blowholes were pretty inactive. We sat around and dipped our feet in the warm rock pools filled with sea salt crystals and waited for something to happen. Eventually they sprang into life and we managed to get a couple of pictures as reward for our patience (PICS).
On the way back to Gizmo the nearby seagulls must have taken exception to Andrew and began to swoop on him. As if in a scene from 'The Birds' they kept squarking, dive bombing down and pulling up less than a couple of feet from Andrews head. This kicked Andrew into top gear as he ran for cover into the safety of Gizmo's metal shell - needless to say we left soon after and continued our journey towards Coral Bay.