Eighty Mile Beach - Broome

The drive from Newman to Port Hedland took around 6hrs and the only civilisation along the way was one Roadhouse and some mine workers dongers, over here in WA it is certainly a long way between towns. This time when we passed through Port Hedland the mud had turned to dust, but there was still evidence with water laying alongside the road from the rains that they received nearly two weeks ago. Once again we had a stop over for the night at De Grae River before heading onto Eighty Mile Beach.

We cut our speed back to 40klms to negotiate the dusty corrugated road into Eighty Mile Beach luckily it was only a 10klm stretch but it only takes a few meters for your vehicles to be covered in the red dust. Pulling into the Caravan Park reception Baz was advised by a driver from the vehicle that was following us, that we had lost our sullage hose out of the tube on the back of the van. It would have been nice if he had retrieved it for us as Baz had to then back track with van, and then find somewhere he was able to turn to head back to the park again. Eighty Mile Beach lived up to all that we had heard about it, Baz even said it was worth the red dust, beautiful aqua blue water, lovely white course sand and dozens of people fishing off the beach. Jason, Anita & Olivia arrived later that afternoon and certainly enjoyed their fix of sand & water after the rocks and red dust of Newman. We sat on the beach until the sun had set and witnessed another stunning sunset over the Indian Ocean.

Tuesday it was on the road early as we wanted to be in Broome by lunch time, this would then give us time to set up, have lunch and clean ourselves up to be on the foreshore at Cable Beach to meet Grant, his family and his friends from Broome to remember his son Adam, who tragically died 12 months ago pursuing his dream of flying.

Road into Eighty Mile Beach

Eighty Mile Beaach

Mulloway or Jewfish caught off the beach

Reflections

Jason & Oliva

Sunset Eighty Mile Beach