Sharing with everyone

Free stops for caravans, and other vehicles, in strategic places along the road provided by Main Roads, are welcome. It’s a long way between towns, sometimes. We’ve utilised several … and sometimes end up staying for several days. Like Mt. Robinson. It’s north of Newman, just a bit south from the turnoff to Karajini. The scenery is spectacular. From our caravan door, we look up an iron-ore red gorge, studded with white-trunked grey-foliaged eucalypt trees, above a carpet of pale green spinifex. We’re beside a tree which shades us from the hot afternoon sun.

We have 360º vistas of plains and rolling hills. The colours keep changing as the sun shifts. And a magnificent full moon is rising. In the distance we can see the huge ore-trains traversing a line, and down on the road the 4-dog road trains keep rolling along, although we barely hear them.

By chance, we connected with some friends here, people we had met at various stops along the way. We’ve met others too … from Mountain Creek, and Woodford. Great fun with them.

Oh. New people shifted in next to us. Very pleasant. They just happen to be the neighbours, across the road, from Lyn’s brother in Victoria. They know each other quite well!

But, wait a minute. What’s this coming in. Oh, no. It’s the circus trucks, coming down from Port Hedland. They’re going to stay here for three days, before heading to Newman for the festival at the weekend! Their seventeen rigs are enormous; they’ve parked them in awkward places for others to get around; in the middle of the day they are sounding loud and raucous. What sort of a night is it going to be? Well, these free-stops are provided for the use of everyone, so we’ll just have to live with it. But tomorrow morning we’ll be heading off early, methinks.

Later: They yahoo-ed until midnight, and kept their rowdy generators going all night.

 Some of their 17 rigs!

 Surrounding we 'grey nomads' ....

But they couldn't block the view of the Gorge from our caravan door! Breathtakingly beautiful.