Kalbarri to Quobba

From Stormy Rain to Rugged Beauty. We left Kalbarri behind under lashing rain, the grey sky and wet roads making for a well timed departure. The coastline disappeared behind us, blurred by drizzle, as we made our way north through the remote stretches of Western Australia. With each kilometre, the land seemed to open up again, raw wild and far far away from home. The sense of isolation growing deeper and more profound as we turn onto the coastal road for Quobba Station.
By the time we arrived at Quobba, the rain had finally eased, and we were greeted by sunshine, and the wild, untethered energy of the Indian Ocean. Waves crashed furiously against the jagged coastline, sending plumes of white water skyward through the blowholes — a dramatic, natural spectacle that made the journey feel instantly worth it. The power of the sea here is something else, untamed and hypnotic. We were delighted to have come here and see this magnificent part of the coast. So cool.
We set up camp near the water, at QuobbaStation. Here we are close enough to hear the constant roar of the surf but tucked protectively behind some dunes. The waters here are a gorgeous turquoise and the Station is still a working sheep station. It was still cold though, the wind cutting, so we huddled around a campfire that night — so grateful for its warmth after days of grey sky and chilly weather.
As the stars were beginning to emerge in this vast outback sky, it felt wild and special — a remote corner of Australia where the land, sea, and sky collide in a truly spectacular way. Tomorrow will be the start of a completely different kind of adventure as we journey to Exmouth and join our kayak expedition.Läs mer