It had still been pretty windy and cold, but we had slept a little better. We got up early to enjoy a little of our surroundings, as we had to get to Carnarvon to stock up and then out to the Kennedy Ranges Nat park. We spent some time taking photos and then packed up.
On the way we stopped off at the Stromatalites, living rocks made up of prehistoric organisms. We stopped off at the caravan park for a cup of coffee and scones. It was quite a strange place, so we didn’t stay long.
Our next stop was Carnarvon where we stocked up on some grocery items, we were headed out towards the Anne Beadell Highway in the next couple of days so this was our last opportunity. That done we drove on to the Kennedy Ranges.
It was starting to get late, so we pushed quite hard to get there,we were just hoping that as it was a small park inland it wouldn’t be full. When we arrived, we were met by the volunteer camp ground hosts. He suggested we walk around to find a spot that suited us best. We found a great spot and got ourselves set up. Luckily the camp ground was surrounded by mountains, so although it was windy at times, it was quite sheltered. Once we were set up the hosts came over to tell us about the park and the walks, and collect our money of course.
There was only one bush toilet, and communal fire pit. Just before dark the fire was lit. We had a bit of sorting out to do, so did that, had food and then went over to the fire. There was no-one else sitting there, so after half an hour or so we went back to our tent. An early night was in order – we hadn’t had much sleep the last few nights.
We had decided the night before t do the walk to Honeycomb Gorge in the morning, and then one of the other walks in the afternoon. It gets incredibly hot during the middle of the day, you have the heat from the sun as well as the reflective heat from the red dirt and rocks. We were up early, and set out almost immediately. It was a lovely walk, the area was formed by volcanic activity and had been under the sea. The area was littered with small volcanic rocks, when we started to study them we could see the flow of the lava as well as where the lava had bubbled and cooled immediately -fascinating.
The gorge really lived up to its name – the rock face was honeycombed. When it rains there is a waterfall, but it had dried up along with the pool.
We noticed some evidence of digging and culd see that a kangaroo had dug a hole deep enough to get some water – clever buggers.
We did some more photos, and then another couple arrived. We had a chat to them, and then left to do the walk back to camp. We decided that we had to have some of the rocks, they were just fantastic, so it was a slower walk back as we scoured around for something special.
We got back at around lunch time ,and spent the afternoon relaxing. At around 4 we walked to Temple Gorge, this was a more difficult walk with a lot of climbing and rock hopping. There was a pool at this one, but it was stagnant. We looked around a bit and did some photos, and suddenly the mosquitos descended. We beat a hasty retreat and headed back towards camp. We had hoped to get another walk in, but this had taken longer than expected, so we decided to go back to camp. When we got there a group of people had taken over the entire area around the communal camp fire. Its people like this that drive me crazy, they had absolutely no consideration for any of the other people there, they were loud and noisy, their kids were loud and noisy, one child cried solidly for an hour. We were seriously annoyed. We tried our best to ignore them, and get on with our evening. Another couple of vans arrived and the camp ground was filled to capacity. The icing on the cake came when the old man parked near us turned on his generator. The party continued with the group, they lit a fire and played with light sticks, eventually the camp ground host told the old man to turn his generator off. We went to bed and luckily all the neighbours did too.