Our first morning in Broome was special as we rose early to
attend the dawn service – Anzac Day. We
joined the huge crowds at Bedford Park in the dark, and the children all stayed
reasonably quiet, anticipating their first dawn service. After following the story of Keith Homard and
the sinking of the HMAS Sydney ll up the coast of Western Australia, the boys
had an increased understanding about war, the loss of lives and the meaning of
pausing to remember, making the ceremony even more significant. There have been a few historical stories
during the trip that have touched Sam’s heart – and bought him close to tears –
one of those being Keith Homard and the Sydney, (the other being the stories of
inhumanity and injustice towards Aboriginal people during white
settlement.) Following the service, we
joined with the Brown family for a Gunfire breakfast at the local RSL
club. The rest of the day was spent
around the pool (and catching up on some lost sleep) as we tried to get used to
the sticky humid weather – then a picnic dinner with the Browns again on Cable
beach at sundown. Beautiful. (we encouraged the kids to stop playing and
join us watching the sun quickly disappear over the water – by giving them
jelly’s to eat.)
Feeling a touch tired of putting up our camper, we decided
to base ourselves at Broome for 5 nights, and have a bit of a holiday. It’s amazing how quick time passed when you
rest. So the remainder of our 3 days in
Broome included – attending a local church, learning about the pearling industry,
shopping, trekking out to see the dinosaur footprint, the bird observatory, (a
follow up on the new interest in bird life, after winning the bird
identification book) a mornings drive to Quondong Point and crunchy fish and
chips on the beach watching the sunset.
| Nick loved spotting the birds and describing them to an eager listening ear for identification. |
| Crunchy chips while watching the sunset - an experience dictated to us by the "are we there yet?" book |
By Tuesday morning we were ready for the next leg of our
adventure – the start of the Gibb River Road, and into the Kimberly.
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