Driving into Broome we knew we had made it to the coast by the smell of salt and the sea breeze. After a month of being pretty much landlocked I was so excited to be back by the vast open space of the ocean. Nothing like a beach run, followed by an ocean swim, followed by poached eggs, a soy latte and banana smoothie to soothe a weary cosmopolitan city-slicker’s travel bones. We are here to rest, rejuvenate and repair stuff that the wear and tear of 7000kms has caused.
It is the beginning of the lead up to the wet, the clouds are swirling and the chance of rain is 70% on any given day. Luckily for us though, the rain has not yet arrived and we have had some stunningly beautiful days. We spent some time driving and kayaking on Cable Beach, which was pretty much deserted and we had the wide open white sands and turquoise water all to ourselves.
You can tell a lot about a town from the local paper and the main things that stand out for me is the prolific amount of information about the tides (which can vary by up to 9 meters!) and the controversy around the proposed gas plant at James Price Point, in the southern part of the Dampier Peninsula (more about this next time).
Fauna spotted: Camels on their way to work (We opted not to do the sunset camel walking tour on Cable Beach as I have done my share of camel rides and the uncomfortably painful seat far outweighs the idealised romance of the ride!)