Gg: After Broome

Gg:

Traveling north of Broome is Cape Leveque Road, which points to Cape Leveque, the hook above Broome you’ll see on maps.

Cape Leveque has a beautiful beach (no jellyfish may I add), clear blue-green water serving as a home to many, many fish and sea life including garfish—we think we saw one where we were swimming!

The waves had quite a variety of sizes, from “sashimi makers” (the big ones—that’s Noah’s name for them) to tiny bumps, so half the time we were running from the water, and the other half of the time we were just standing, unmoved, as well as body-surfing on the medium ones.

That wasn’t all the entertainment, though—fishing was a hit. In the first few seconds that mum had cast her line in, she caught what we thought was an undersized coral trout, but it turned out to be an undersized blue tusk fish. Also we liked watching the serious fisher people fillet their 16 or 17 kg and their 14 or 15 kg narrow barred Spanish mackerels.

Each night, Noah and Dad made delicious bread—sultana or plain—with the camping oven (using the tripod, you hang it over a fire).

Then we traveled not very far back down Cape Leveque Road to Middle Lagoon, yet another great place. Swimming and fishing were still two favourite things to do—and though we didn’t fish, some men offered us some sort of large fish (10, 11, 12 kg??), an offer we had to turn down (fine with me, I hate fish).

After Middle Lagoon, we traveled the rest of the way back down Cape Leveque Road, and turned off to go to Derby, where we are now. We have stayed the first night in the luxury of the Boab Inn (for mum’s birthday, 10^th August), and been out for dinner in a restaurant off Jetty Road (literally—it’s the jetty!).