We’ve had advise from John at Quobba Point that there is no point going to Kalbarri. The views are as per the folder and we’re much better off going straight to Geraldton. Of course we don’t listen to that and turn off to the Kalbarri National Park.
The road through the park is straight and has more grass and hay but, more importantly magnificent native bush flowers.
Then we come closer to the shore.
And that vantage point is as good as any to walk the dogs.
We have to haggle a bit to find a camping as Kalbarri seems to have a no-dog policy for the school holidays. So we end up on the side of a camping still with use of the facilities. Of course we check out the river and have a play in the water. Then Marjo and Nossi go for a walk along the river bank towards the shore in the howling wind while Dotti and I guard the towel in the shade.
Then Nossi finds a lady friend.
Who starts getting a little too intimate for him.
So he does what every commitment shy guy does.
And finds solace with his friends.
After that the dogs lie to rest, and Marjo and I utilize the facilities of the camping. I lower myself in a tourist infested swimming pool trying not to make body contact whilst cooling down and desalinating in the chlorinated pool water. After that Marjo takes a fresh shower to turn her white salty skin in a gorgeous tan. That’s how I know her.
Because there is a surf fashion store, Marjo needs to indulge her shopping instincts and surprise, surprise comes back with an outfit for me. What a woman. Of course I have to model.
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