Day 362: Kurrajong

Friday, 30 May 2014                                                                                                       222kms

Nath and I took the boat for our last cruise on the beautiful waters of Ningaloo to Pilgramunna while Poppy took the car and trailer there to pick us up. The water was a bit choppy, green and murky so we couldn’t really see anything which was a bit disappointing for our last boat outing. I was shocked to see the devastation of poor Pilgramunna. Where we camped last August was gone! It was now a washed out rocky creek bed. Most of what was sand before was now river rock.

As soon as we got back to camp, we packed the car with Nanny and Poppy’s belongings, the kids and Nath said their goodbyes, and I drove them to Bundegi boat ramp for a look; into to town for lunch and then out to the airport. They were there with plenty of time to spare which was better than running late, as I usually am. I said my goodbyes and headed back to town to get water, make a couple of phone calls and head back to camp. It was after 3.30pm before I arrived, which was much later than I had expected to be. Nath had been busy packing up the boat stuff, but again the boat trailer wheels were ceased on. With a bit of help from the block splitter we managed to separate them. I smelt the camp oven after Nath had cleaned it in salt water, and holy moly, I could still smell that manky fish head. I decided to give it a scrub with vanilla fresh in the hope that it will kill the bacteria and smell before I pack my baking trays into it. I think I got it a bit better, but only time will tell.

We had a late night of packing and were both completely over it. We really should have started packing up yesterday. We missed our last sunset over the reef which I had wanted to chill out and watch, but we were still plugging away at the packing. The kids got a nice hot shower before bed, and I had planned on having one as well, after I finished. I even boiled the water again, but as I poured the kettle into the bucket in the shower tent, a million moths started flying around inside the tent; far too many for my liking, so I gave up on the idea and went to bed dirty. I was sooo looking forward to having clean hair again, but it will have to wait until tomorrow.

 

Until next time…. Happy and Safe Travels.

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