Off we trek to the Gibb River Road! …well, just the very start bit of it. The one section that’s bitumen. So it’s not really that hardcore. We were heading for Emma Gorge for the morning to have a walk and a swim and see some more spectacular Kimberly scenery on the way. Even the first section of the Gibb River Road was incredible, and a taste of what the rest of the track over to Broome would have been like. We’ll definitely have to give it a go next time with a chunkier car.
We got to Emma Gorge without any issues (a very small river crossing in the driveway but that was about it) and packed a bag or two for the walk in. The morning light on the gorge walls was spectacular, and it was getting pretty hot pretty quickly, so we smashed out the rest of the 3km’s in there and got to the end of the track.
The end of the gorge was an impressive walled in pool with vertical cliff faces rising out of the water and flattening out a good 10 stories above the water’s surface, with a decent sized waterfall of fresh, cool water cascading from somewhere above and lots of spots where the cliffs were dripping water from above. The water was refreshing to say the least – the pool doesn’t get much sun at all throughout the day – but we enjoyed the sharp cold water considering the walk in was pretty hot and exposed. It was a beautiful spot and we did a bit of clambering around to explore and sat and enjoyed the cool water and warm sunshine as the sun moved across the gap in the gorge walls above us. The water was fascinating shades of yellow, green and deep deep blue depending on where and from what angle you looked at it, but it was crystal clear for the most part.
After we’d soaked up enough sun and water we walked back out before they closed the gates at midday (must get too hot to do the walk in at this time of year) and took the road back to Wyndham, via the obligatory photo op at the large crocodile sculpture on the main road and the massive boab tree in the caravan park called the Prison Tree – unfortunately because it was used to tie up prisoners due to it’s insane size. There was also a resident donkey at the caravan park which was entertaining. It looked like it had a reasonably happy life there but he definitely needed a good brushing.
Back at the pub we met some locals from the community – Clinton and Anne (or ABC as she liked to be called!). Clinton showed us his craft of carving designs in to boab nuts and we both gave it a go. Smash did some doodling/carving of a boab tree on the nut and Trundle did a half-half job of two goannas – one by her and one by Clinton. Clinton’s was a lot better. He’d been doing it since he was 18 though, so I feel like we gave it our best efforts considering the time we’d spent on our skills. Sue cooked up an amazingly huge and delicious roast dinner at the pub which we partook in and we all reminisced about family roasts. Ray played us some tunes on the uke and more after dinner chat with the usual crew before bed reasonably early in preparation for heading off nice and early tomorrow to start the drive down to the Bungle Bungles with the lads.