The Blowholes

Blowholes at Sunset

Hello Blogreaders,

So we left Carnarvon but didn’t get to too far. About 30 k’s out of town there was a turnoff to a place called Quobba, where there is a place of interest called the blowholes, down here we travelled for an hour and finally arrived a shanty looking caravan spot. We went here because we’d heard it was a good place to see and cheap camp. So we ended up staying for around 4 days. We met up with someone we knew from working on the farm. Sam is from England and is travelling on his own up to Darwin.

We spent our nights around the camp fire talking and drinking tea. Our meals varied from curry to noodles and to fresh fish given to us by our friendly neighbour Mick. At least we think that was his name, he always responded to it. Mick introduced himself as soon as we arrived and proved a gracious host while we were there, he had us in to his caravan to see some photos of the area, rough seas fishing blowholes and lots of fish. Mick liked to fish, But he was such a nice guy, and we all got on really well with him.

We spent most of our days snorkelling in various places around the area seeing some incredible fish and coral. Our little beach looked like something out of Gilligans Island, wooden shelters with fishing net as a cover, but the water was as clear as spring water. We saw some great sunsets here, you cant see a bad sunset in WA I don’t think, and sunset was the best time for seeing whales. We saw a few some off in the distance and one came fairly close and blew it’s spout into the burning sky.

On the Sunday we decided we needed some civilisation. The only toilets were long drops no showers and no houses for hundreds of kilometres so we went to church and enjoyed their hospitality which included tea and cakes

David, Sam & Pete the Pelican at Gnaraloo Bay

Possibly the highlight of our visit to Quobba was our last day when we all dived in Sam’s 4x4 and headed to a place called Red Bluff. This place is a great spot for surf and we watched Sam and many others tackle the waves and the heat for a few hours. We then headed off to a place called Gnaraloo Bay which was told to us to be the best Snorkelling spot in the world. Very intrigued. Across very rough roads we headed through a Station and arrived at just a stunning piece of coast. I don’t think we’ll ever see a more perfect beach as long as we live. We walked around the corner and to a point we were recommended to start from. We understood why when we got in, the current was so strong you couldn’t stand up and it took us on a nice lazy snorkelling tour of the Start of the Ningaloo Reef. If you wanted to see something in a little more detail on your moving tour was to stick out your arm or leg and it would turn you around so you could keep your eye on one thing. It was so much fun, we ended back at the beach we started from but far out from the shore. So we swam against the current and made out way back to the beach. On the way spotting a 5’ long Black Cod!!

We did love Quobba, simple living. Very cheap and heaps to do. Not even a stoned throw to the beach and some lovely people. Our last morning we said goodbye to our new surrogate father and headed off for a cheeky shower at the last camp site we stayed at. So Holly, Myself and Sam headed up the road to get some fuel, some chocolate Bananas and then headed on the drive to Exmouth.

That’s it for now, we need to have some more fun so we can write about it.
Love you all,

David & Holly