Our first stop on the way out of the park was the air compressors. Here we all reinflated our tyres to road pressures.
We deviated to visit the historic precinct of old Peron station before we left the park and walked to the bird hide, and over to the old shearing shed and shearer’s quarters where there was excellent information about various aspects of shearing and dealing with the wool and life in general. Not a luxurious life for anyone.
There is a pool filled with warm artesian water (40 degrees c) where you can have a sit. Trev soaked off some of the travel grime. Erica opted not to get hot and bothered in the hot water.




We dropped in to Denham and filled up the fuel tank. ($1.50/l). Frozen whiting was purchased at the local supermarket along with some tartare sauce in anticipation of eating it.
We stopped again at Eagle Bluff. Again nothing was seen from the walkway, but we took the time to walk further to the east along the cliffs and looked down into the next bay along to see some sharks and turtles. We had our lunch at Eagle Bluff perched on a wall looking out over the water.
Then the driving was on in earnest. We headed towards Kalbarri and as we drove south we started to see more and more wildflowers beside the road and out in the paddocks. We started to see some crops along the road also as we drove today along with the familiar large areas of bush land.


We pulled in at Warribano chimney (an old relic from when lead mining was happening in the area). We climbed to the chimney on the hill, enjoying a closer look at the flowers on the way and looked down over the surrounding area as it got later.

This Australian Kestrel was having a grand old time


Trev had to have a closer look inside the chimney to see the area below ground inside.

There were various other ruins in the area from the works required for the mining.
We had been planning to camp at the chimney but there was a clear “no camping” sign. This had us ringing around to alternative options, but in the end some good information from Jan and Ross gave us a great spot very nearby which was much appreciated. I should have moved the camp chair which almost hides Craig in the photo of happy hour below.

