Day 104-105 Horrocks Beach
Trip Start Dec 01, 2008
91Trip End Nov 08, 2009
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Where I stayed
Horrocks Beach Caravan Park
As a rule Greg doesn't like to travel on Super Saturday, it interrupts his ability to go the local pub tab and lose money all afternoon! He has been known to have hissy fits in the past when we have dared move campsites on a Saturday. We had little choice to stay at Coronation Beach and given there were no shops, internet reception and chance of gambling he was possibly hedging his bets that he might find a pub at our next stop!
Horrocks Beach is a 22km detour off the main highway at Northampton on a coastal road that passes first through Horrocks and then Port Gregory that leads to Kalbarri. We were happy to stay at either one of these locations before going on to Kalbarri for a week. A local family who were using the BBQ's at Coronation Beach suggested we would prefer Horrocks, so we decided to drop in for a much needed swim and check it out before deciding
There was a little seaweed here but not enough to stop you swimming. The reef just off the beach provided a safe haven for kids and boats and made for much better conditions than at Coronation Beach. It was quite hot and we were all feeling sticky and unclean and in desperate need to submerge ourselves.
The caravan park was a lovely spot with shaded grassed sites and there was a small general store that doubled as a café and liquor store also and no pub tab, so it had my vote to stay. The children found a lolly shop in the office of the caravan park so they were sold too. We could swim, we had power, running water and showers and the camp site fee was reasonable - so we stayed.
Greg set himself up at the communal BBQ area on outdoor setting next to a power point and gambled via Sportsbet the computer for the afternoon. We gave the kids $1 and they spent 30mins at the office choosing many lollies and possibly driving the woman there mad. Greg said I should go and save her from the kids, but I argued that she would certainly have to put up with the same thing from all the kids who lived here afterschool most days when they got off the bus from Northampton.
We met our neighbour not long after settling in. He was tinkering on his 4wd engine and when finished he offered to take us for a drive to a little bay past the "desert" where he thought we would enjoy the swimming better
John beckoned us to climb in and we drove off (sans seatbelts, much to the children's horror) in search of Little Bay. The seaweed was no better than where we had been, but we enjoyed the off road experience in his 4wd and the "desert" crossing was fun. It was also interesting that we managed to hear what he was saying as he drove in the noisy car! I resorted to nodding and smiling most of the way, while Greg asked questions in a loud voice as if he was deaf...
The grassed area out front of the ablutions and the BBQ area was perfect for a game of cricket. The four of us started and soon we had recruited two other boys from the park. Miguel and his cousin Matt bowled bent armed, (they have a lot in common with Greg), but could bat well enough. We all enjoyed slugging the ball around the park for a few hours that afternoon. The kids continued on after Greg and I had had enough.
We couldn't decide if we should stay a further night when we woke next morning. Greg and I didn't particularly care. However, we were convinced once we started packing up and a guy who was staying in the park struck up a conversation with Greg. He was from Paynesville so they chatted about there shared experiences of being at Raymond Island etc. He knew many of our relatives from the area on Dad's side and had his own stories about Tom..
This bloke wandered back a second time, hovering about whilst Greg and I continued packing up, until he finally asked Greg if he had seen his face before, perhaps on TV or something. Greg told him he had worked in footy and told him his surname. Well this bloke was stoked, he was keen to talk footy, tell Greg of his coaching days back at Paynesville and he was Big Kev excited to exchange all the details of his connections in the game, we couldn't shake him to finish packing!
As we finally pulled away we waved and said goodbye to our mate from Paynesville for a third time, bound for Kalbarri, via Port Gregory for a swim on the way through.
BEST of luck to Shinks and family for your trip around Oz. The hardest part is definitely deciding to go, once on the road you'll never look back - ENJOY!!