Sherlock River to Marble Bar

Today we woke up beside the serene Sherlock River. So many birds greeted us—swans, pelicans, ducks, plovers, and mudlarks. Despite camping right by the roadside, the night was surprisingly quiet.
We made our way into Port Hedland for a bit of a look around. The salt hills were absolutely stunning—massive, shimmering white mounds rising like man-made glaciers against the horizon. We wondered what it might be like to ski them or if any had !

We found a pleasant picnic spot for a late breakfast, with a view that was equal parts industry and ocean. Such a fascinating contrast.

Afterward, we took the Goldsworthy dirt road into Marble Bar—a beautiful drive on a good road, shared only with a few wandering Brahman cattle. About 40 km out from town, we spotted the turnoff to Dooleena Gorge. What a stunning spot to free camp (next time for sure!). As inviting as the water looked, I wasn’t game for a swim—crocs have made it here in recent years. Yikes!

In Marble Bar, we stayed at the very quaint and shaded campground. A quick visit to the museum, then off to the local pub for dinner—a perfect way to end the day.Читать далее