Willie Creek Day 1

Well after a late start to the day (well we are on holidays!), we took the dog to the Vet. We needed to get her heartworm injection, and the vet also suggested her annual injections, including Kennel Cough and something else she might be likely to get along the way. We also took advantage of Microchiping her. $200 later, we were off Willie Creek, ever hopeful that she’d live to get value out of the injections!

Oh by the way, this is a pic of the three dogs together, BJ (Terry & Ange's), Banjo (friends who was being babysat), and of course Midget. Its amazing what you can do with a piece of toast!

The trip out involved approx 10kms of dirt road travel. We thought this might be a good trial to see if we can get the van up to Cape Levique (about 100kms of the same dirt road). I think we did okay. Only had the fridge door fling open once! I think I’d prefer if Steve drove that, as I think I go too slow and its bumpier that way.

There are two resident crocs at Willie Creek. We arrived just at dusk and low tide. We squirted ourselves up with insect repellent and hoped we could ride out the sunset feast. What we didn’t bargain on was the myriad of insects that decided mating season was going to begin that night under our light! We’ll have to work out a new plan of attack for tomorrow night!

We watched the amazing star lit sky twinkling as we sipped another delightful cocktail…

I think I got this one out of the book, but great quaffable hot place drink: equal parts of Extra Dry cinzano, Sweet Rosso cinzano and Gin. Top with lemonade. YUM!

The place was entirely ours. Apart from the family that live upstairs above the Willie Creek Pearl Farm shop (probably to keep an eye on their enormous safe), we had the place to ourselves. This is heaven!

Once it got a bit too cold to sit outside, we ventured in to watch some great local TV, Goolarri TV to be precise. Actually it gets the best reception on our TV. It’s a fabulous Aboriginal local Broome TV station. Its full of great stories on local tourism destinations, with smatterings of local and international music clips, local history stories and the odd healthy eating commercials. We’ve learnt a fair bit of local Broome history from this station.

We were awoken several times during the night by people launching their boats/dingies in the water. The last of which decided it was great fun to honk the horn about a dozen times on his departure just to annoy us.