Steve and I started the day with a swim. This really is a magic spot. Our little villa was wonderful so feeling rested we walked up the green grassy hill to the pool

On a hill nearby a group of 20 were gently chanting and doing yoga.

Feeling cool and just a little sad to be leaving this beautiful place we headed off towards Argyle Homestead.

This homestead has been rebuilt. It’s the home of the famous Durack family. It’s 5 minutes from Lake Argyle and was relocated because the original site is now underwater. It is now Lake Argyle.

It’s made of stone and is really quite big for a home built on an isolated property so many years ago.

The history of the Durack family is told and what a history it is. Patrick or ‘Patsy’ drove cattle from Queensland taking two and a half years before settling in land in the Ird River area.

We decided we had time to go to Wyndham the very big port right at top of Australia. It became the port all cattle exports left from. We expected a bigger town but it was small with not too much happening.

We started with a view of the town from Five river lockout. S sweeping view of the area showing the effect of an 8 metre tide rise and fall.

W got a few more supplies at the only supermarket in town and a few beers at the bottle shop.

We’d been told the bakery was a must so stopped and had a laugh at the roof decorations.

The woman who owns the bakery is a little pocket rocket who loves a chat as she rushes around clearing plates from those of us who sit inside to enjoy our pies! she’s also a joker teller as he two signs outside the shop declare ‘two wifi engineers got married. The reception was fantastic.

Jill and I shared a crocodile pie and a lemon pepper barramundi pie. Quite delicious and filling.

Two more stops , the first at the huge bronze statues the next at the Afghan cemetery.

These statues are huge and wonderful – the hair is curly wire.

Arriving at El Questro was full of anticipation. It’s 16 from Gibb Rd and crosses several creeks. It’s bumpy, it’s dusty and excitement outside.

It looks like tent city circling around reception, a bar, a few cabins, a cantina food truck and a big grassy relaxing area leading down to some creek ponds. Our swimming pool.

Our station room is next to the restaurant which made me think ‘oh no it will be noisy’. There’s no worry about that. Because

1. Everyone I’m camping areas go to bed early 2. The restaurant is closed. They can’t get enough staff. If anyone reading this can cook I’ve found a job for you.

Enjoyed a grilled Barra a game of 500 and a good sleep.