Marooned at Cobra, Part 2

Glenda Larke — Mon, 08 Oct 2012 17:38:00 +0000

The few days spent at Cobra Station waiting for the new tyre to arrive turned out to be interesting ones. We weren’t bored for a moment. There were walks to take, flowers to admire, hills to climb, scenery to enjoy…

You can always tell when there’s a car passing, just spot the dust.

With me, it’s so often the little things I love to look at. And the rocks were just marvellous…

And then it’s great to wonder at just how plants survive in a hostile environment…

The gibber plains shine in the light…

Trees – not all that common – twist and claw in their struggle to grow and survive

…and can produce such beauty in their flowers…

… and strangeness in their bark

Only along the river do trees thrive, though the water is scarce!

My husband took interest in a nearby working for gold…

And the ingenuity of the outback dweller abounds.

There’s no hardware store down the road, so you improvise.

Below is the manager of Cobra and some other marooned travellers…

And below, having a try at panning for gold.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

After Carnarvon…

Glenda Larke — Fri, 24 Aug 2012 00:01:00 +0000

We left Carnarvon and headed towards the interior, with a brief stop at Rocky Pool (where there is permanent water) and Gascoyne Junction, where we stock up on diesel.

This is what the mighty Gascoyne River looks like for the best part of the year

At Rocky Pool, the corellas make the most of the water

My sister and I enjoy the view…

Being Australia, there are always colourful flowers in unlikely places

…and Corellas in every tree…

And the river often has no water at all

…or so much it washed away the town of Gascoyne Junction. It is being rebuilt. A little higher.

And the Junction marks the end of the bitumen, the last of the towns…

Gascoyne –

Marooned at Cobra, Part 2

After Carnarvon…