BROOME TO CAPE LEVEQUE

The road to Cape Leveque

 Saying a prayer in the church at Beagle Bay

 

Relaxing on the eastern beach at Cape Leveque

The eastern beach at Cape Leveque

More sandcastle building

The beautiful rocks at Cape Leveque (taken by my husband, the artiste!)

DAY 67 – BROOME – CAPE LEVEQUE                                                       Wednesday, 7^th September

Up early this morning and packing up the car to go to Cape Leveque.  By some magical feat, my clever husband managed to pack six people, two tents, sleeping mats, sleeping bags, pillows, boogie boards, matting, Laurence and Violet’s Engel, beach and bath towels etc etc etc into our Prado and prove his wife wrong in NOT needing a roof rack.  Of course, the child sitting in the very back spent the two and a half hours not breathing from being crushed almost to death by falling sleeping mats and boogie boards. 

We said goodbye to Marj and Barry and were very sad to leave as it was so nice having someone from home here with us. I think we must have looked like the Clampetts from Beverley Hillbillies!

The drive from Broome to Cape Leveque was interesting.  The first 13kms were sealed but then there was 90kms of rough, corrugated, red dirt road.  We have been further than that before but this seemed a long way.  The road was quite sandy in places and very corrugated in others, wide in some places, narrow in others.  The last 100 kms are sealed – you cannot imagine my relief at hitting that bitumen.  We stopped at Beagle Bay to see the Sacred Heart Catholic Church built by the Trappist Monks.  The altar is made entirely of Mother of Pearl shells which is beautiful in the manner in which it marries the church to the culture of the people. 

Cape Leveque is so remote and desolate in some ways, but incredibly beautiful.  The coastline seems to stretch forever.  On arrival, we set up our “camp” – two tents, some grass matting, six chairs and a table.  Pretty basic.  I don’t think Princess Sarah is cut out for such rudimentary existence!!  We hit the eastern beach in the afternoon and played in the water and had the mandatory sandcastle-building competition.  It was just beautiful sitting there watching the kids play in the sand.  By the end, we were the only people on the beach.  It is like sitting on the edge of the world.  We sat there until sunset and then went home and my chef husband cooked up a delicious Chicken Satay and Noodles with just a nail file and a battery!!!!!!!  MacGyver eat your heart out!  OK, he did use a cooking pot too.  But it was absolutely delicious.  We were exhausted after our busy day so straight off to bed.