Ems and Ollie had another riding lesson this morning, they’re hooked.
Mum Was Banished for Interfering!
This time Christian banished Charlotte from the stable area for being too protective (i.e. chipping in with “expert” riding advice).
Emily On Moonshine
After a few minutes watching from the stable area we wandered over to the cafe for a coffee and a large chunk of Carrot Cake.
Back at the camper trailer we met a nice old gentleman from Melbourne who’d been travelling Australia with his wife for years. He seemed a gentle, kindly sort, a Florist perhaps, but clearly he wasn’t too gentle when he got behind the steering wheel.
Over the years he’d destroyed two cars on the Gibb River Road and another couple on the Savannah Way. As he chatted away to us about the beauty of the El Questro Gorges I sneaked a glance at his current motor, a quite new Mitsubishi Triton – a tough workhorse used by builders, miners and the like. The car looked a little worse for wear with a few dents and scratches, and the radiator grill was missing. I looked back at him just as he was about to leave, his departing words were something like; “Well, must be off, we’re driving up to Explosion Gorge this afternoon. I’ve been told it’s a bit rough but I’m sure we’ll muddle through”. His wife gave a cheery wave as she got into the Triton which seemed to have a nervous look about it.
El Questro Gorge
After lunch we drove to El Questro Gorge for a swim. The path follows the creek bed, so it was hard going:
We only waked to the first swimming hole which is just below a little waterfall. We lounged in the water for an hour or so and chatted to a French couple. We didn’t have time go to the second swimming hole so headed back to the camp ground.