On the Gibb River Road … with the rest of Australia (and Germany and England and Uncle Tom Cobbley and all)

A caravan and a kayak

COVERING about 660 km across The Kimberley, Western Australia, from Derby in the west to Kununurra in the east, the gravel Gibb River Road is a route of legend and of remarkable beauty.

Legendary because it is so tough on vehicles, and so remote.

Beautiful because of the landscape of low, weathered mountain ranges which jut at intervals from the plains, home to clusters of stunning red rock gorges and national parks wedged between vast cattle stations.

These days crossing the Gibb is far from a lonely pursuit. It would be a whole lot less dusty if it wasn’t for the damn traffic!

We thought we were hitting it early in the dry season. In fact many of the gorge roads were still impassable, after a record Wet season, when we arrived in Broome in early May.

But there doesn’t seem to be an ‘early’ any more. So many people…

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