The Gibb River Road was as great as everyone said it was. We went from the Derby end and finished in Kununurra with Jess and the Stones. Not sure how far it was but I counted just over a billion corougations.
We visited numerous gorges and stayed at plenty of cattle stations, crossed rivers, swam in water holes, saw cattle being mustered with helicopters, lit campfires, got three flat tyres (one half way across a river), saw rock art, ate some camp food, drank warm and coolish beer, enjoyed the cattle stations that had a bar that served cold beer, saw spectacular scenery, played spotlight, toasted marshmallows, went horseriding, did some walking, packed and unpacked alot of times and watched Darcy do the whole trip without much concern for his personal hygene.
Undoubtedly the highlight of the trip however was the nifty little demo I did for the kids to show them what happens when you don't tighten up the wheel nuts enough. The rear wheel came off as planned in spectacular fashion, shearing off a couple of studs and buggering the rest in the process. As luck would have it, before the dust had settled a mechanic called Jason rocked up, got out his big toolbox (much bigger than mine) and his big jack (also much bigger than mine) and proceeded to repair what to me looked like a lost cause. His wife served cold drinks for the kids (we only had coolish or warm) and "jobs right mate" off ya go! I owe the bloke a kidney if he ever needs one or at the very least a carton of warm to coolish beer.
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