21st May 2019
Newman to White Gums Bore 310kms
The poor Old Girl, is still not fixed. She went off to Pilbara Toyota, the ARB agent in town, they agreed it was a warranty job, leaking seals, but couldn’t get the parts for a week. We can’t stay here for a week, so they gave us a couple of litres of Diff oil, and told us to keep it topped up, and it will be fine. After a few phone calls, to ARB, and the guys in Mandurah who installed it, we decided to do just that. ARB will repair it under warranty when we get home.
We washed, we relaxed, we caught up with family, and we did another humongous shop. More Beer, more Wine, and most of all (for Max), More Tim Tams. With everything loaded, including full water bladders, we headed back out to the Talawana track, the turned in towards Rudall River National Park. It was another huge day driving for us all, and we weren’t going to make it to Desert Queen Baths, 80 more kilometres, so we found a good camp spot, that was once a working Bore. It was very good, with plenty of wood, a few camels, and a billion bloody flies…..again! Ugh!
22nd May 2019
White Gums Bore to Desert Queen Baths (Rudall River NP/Karlamilyi) 77kms
A nice morning, no rushing around, we didn’t have far to go. Well, in kilometres, anyway. It took us about four hours to drive the rough track. It was very scenic, but super slow going. We saw a heap of camels, who got a bit lippy with us, for making them get up and move off the track. They didn’t rush up, just elegantly rose, and shook their heads, waving their floppy lips at us, to let us know this was their area, and we were disturbing their midday rest. I’m sure they just went back to it after we left.
Max in the car, is quite something. He is not used to it, and had a bit of trouble adjusting to the inability to literally stop on a dime, to take photos. There was plenty to want to take pictures of, but not always a good stopping spot. But we worked it out, and many, many, photos were taken. Eventually, mid-afternoon, we arrived at the camp area, of Desert Queen Baths. Another vehicle was there, a Swiss couple, who were rapidly whipping some clothes on. Good on them, why wouldn’t you have a nudie swim if you can?
We smashed up the camp, had some lunch, then walked in to the first pool. There are six, all different, and the guys will investigate tomorrow. But today, now, it is bath time. So in we go. Holy, holy cow, it is freezing. The ambient temp was about 34C, and the water was about 15C. Let’s just say, it took us quite a while to actually get bathed. Brrrrr.
We spent the afternoon relaxing, Max exploring the spinifex and shrubbery, for critters, Will reading, and me drawing. It is a very nice spot. After dinner, again cooked on the fire, in the camp oven, we sat around and just took in the incredible stars, while listening to the dingoes howling off in the distance. Is it getting closer? I think it is! As we retired to our tents, we could hear them very close, in the scrub, arguing with each other, and making a lot of noise. It was a little spooky, but it wasn’t long before everyone was quiet and we all slept well. Probably, because Will had placed the shovel right at his side. Ha ha ha.
23rd May 2019
Desert Queen Baths, Karlamilyi (Rudall River NP)
Another glorious day to enjoy and explore. The guys walked the gorge, and the other “baths”, while I sat at created, at the first pool. Pools 1,2 & 3 were best for swimming, 4 was where the animals drink, 5 was empty, and 6 was a deep, plunge pool that would have been very nice, but it as only half full. It took them an hour and 25 minutes in, and half an hour out. They gave me plenty of time to venture in a few times, when I was hot, stripping completely off, and going all naturist. It was bloody cold, even in the middle of the day, but it was fantastic to have it all to myself
24th May 2019
Desert Queen Baths to Georgia Bore (CSR) 170kms
Not a very exciting day, just us getting back on the CSR. We’d had our rest, now it is time to get serious, and smash out the last two thirds. Will topped up the Diff oil, we got packed, drove up to a little cave with some indigenous art, then just drove back to Georgia Bore. It took all day to do the 170 kays, and we were all over it when we got there. There were other campers at the Bore this time, with generators and lots of noise. We placed ourselves well away, as we have become very accustomed to our peace and quiet. The flies are annoying enough without added people noise.
Another bucket bath, no fire, and the plan ahead. We have enough supplies for 19 more days on the CSR. We will top up a little in Kunawarritji, but then we have to just keep pushing on. It’s business now. Max is keen to tackle the dunes and develop a strategy to conquer them. Will, not so much. It’s all good, and sorted.