Step 67 Carnarvon - Point Quobba 91 km's

Tuesday 24th May

Still chuckling at Di's story of the impatient husband we had a few things to do before leaving Carnarvon.

First stop the wholesale fish shop to stock up on a few meals:

    prawns (beheaded and peeled of course);

    scallops (looking forward to my first attempt at cooking scallops);

                You know the motto – What could go wrong?

    local pink snapper.

That should keep us going for awhile.

Next stop Morels fruit & vege shop. It came highly recommended but to be honest a little disappointing. It wasn't exactly the Vic market in terms of range. But we did manage to get some beans, avocado and bok choy (another first for my culinary skills). Of course to be fair to Mr & Mrs Morel, over the Christmas New Year period this whole area was under eight feet of water.

What morning would be complete without a stop at the supermarket, newsagent and $2 shop (Pound Land for our UK readers).

So eventually on the road and off to Point Quobba – another stop recommended by V & H.

No, not a refugee camp on the Ghaza strip
This is what you get for $5.50 a night. 

Point Quobba is another “off road” stop. A park right on the waterfront but with extremely limited facilities. In fact, given Vicki's description of the toilets we didn't even bother trying them. Mind you at $5.50 for the night we are still getting a bargain.

That's the ocean just the other side of the bushes

The ocean

Not sure how much extra you have to pay for this
a PRIVATE dunny

I think I may have stumbled upon a naturally growing Breast implant
Then again that may just be my obsession with boobs

One thing that didn't crop up in V & H's description was the FLIES. Horrible little sticky flies. The ones that don't move when you wave your arms at them. The ones that crawl up your nose, behind your glasses. The ones that dance on your eye lashes as you blink. Yuk. A liberal dosage of Rid and we ventured out again. Well that's stopped them crawling up my nose, they are too happy licking the Rid of my skin.

Plan B – we'll sit inside and admire the view. That's better.

Point Quobba famous for:

a) The Blowholes – but unfortunately not today.

b) Fishermen selling fish cheap off the wharf – but again, not today.

But despite all that it's been a good stop and we'd give it a go again if we were passing this way. Who knows the holes might be blowing and the fishermen might be selling and the flies might have flown. It's still a beautiful view. Apparently the coral in the bay here is quite good as well, but too cool today to venture into the water.  

All day I've faced the barren waste,
Without the taste of water:
Cool water. (Water.)
Old Dan and I, with throats burned dry,
An' souls that cry for water: (Water.)
Cool, (Water.)
Clear, (Water.)

Water. (Water.)
Words and Music: Frankie Laine.Now that would be Western music, NOT Country

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