Hanging out at Woolies

On Monday we left the lovely Manning Gorge (we were torn, we loved the placed but didn't like camping on top of other people - it was too busy for us after our bush camping). We were slowly making our way back to Derby to restock and thought we could find a secluded camp about halfway back. After investigating a few spots, and turning them back as we thought we could find better, we ended up only 100kms from Derby with no camp spot, we'd definitely been too picky. Plans changed and we decided to just get to Derby earlier, restock and get back to the middle part of the Gibb river road where there was more camping and a lot more water. 

For me Derby consisted of: 

- 3 x 2 hour stints at Woolies for groceries. 3 exploding trolley loads and $1500 later we have food again.

- A pulled muscle in my foot from attempting to wheel and steer a trolley full of cans down the car park ramp.

- countless hours getting frustrated with the incredibly slow internet.

- indulging in ice cream and wine.

For Daniel Derby consisted of:

- Filling up gas bottles and general car maintenance.

- Fighting old ladies in the laundry to get 4 loads of washing done (someone cheekily moved his bag of laundry out of the queue - he was not happy)

- Checking out the local bakery.

- taking the kids on numerous bike rides & walks.

-Making friends with the local butcher who cryovaced and froze all our meat for us.

We did manage some fun though- we watched the sunset over the jetty, went to the local pool (where we saw an owl), ate lots of yummy food (we even went out for dinner) and followed the white peacock around the caravan park.
It has taken us 3 full days to prepare for the next 5 or so weeks in the rugged Kimberley and we can't wait to leave tomorrow morning (after one more early morning trip to Woolies for bread!).

Helping 'Batman' fly

Sunset over the Derby jetty

Owl at the local pool.

The caravan park pet.