Boom Boom in Broome
I would firstly like to apologies to all of my dedicated fans back home. I know it has been a while since you have had your update, and I have been through about 4-5 different towns, so I will have to jog my limited memory and recap on what's been going on.
First before I continue with the usual self centered me me me look at me I am round the world crap I would just like to ask the question of where's Wolly Now?? Can you spot him??

After leaving Kalbarri we continued are journey on the Greyhound up to a little place called Denham. The place was small and we were only staying for one full day. The reasons can be seen below.

These little fish pop up for feeding every morning. They are in the Shark Bay area of Monkey Mia which is half hour bus ride over from Denham. Town was pretty slow so we dashed on. That wasn't before getting pissed up in the Local with the couple that we met in Cervantes (Paul and Jacky). I know... J and Haz have paired up with a couple. Its good though because they are into swinging!!!
I know that J is into big birds but this one takes the piss!!

F#*k the Great Barrier Reef head to the West Coast to Coral Bay where you can swim out for nothing more than your snorkeling gear and see the lot. I wish that I had a underwater camera then you would be able to appreciate what its like, its the same with the stars at night, I ve never seen anything like it from north to south east to west pure blackness only interrupted by a few million odd bloody stars. Anyway less of the romantic chat (that ones for the ladies and the blokes if your that way inclined, I can assure you though Mr Hayse I'm not like that).
It is like popping into the National Geographic every now and then otherwise its the general setting up tents putting them down, going to the supermarket buying the usual food and liquid diet of Ozzy piss, send a swift "G'Day" to Alf, one of millions of camper van mad OAP's that make the same journey north for the sun. I would of had loads of mates over 80 that I could set Grandad up with but they don't know what the hell e-mail is let alone a computer, as with most native ozzy's they know what beer is what a barbie is and the saying Shit Yeah!Any bloody way!! After swimming around the whole of Coral bay, even in the Shark Nursery, Yes I have been in shark infested waters, apparently they don't bite, but still apparently??? Where was I, oh yeah moving on from Coral bay we went up to Exmouth, Forgot to mention when we arrived in Coral Bay it was 2am we had knowhere to sleep so as the Lancashire contingency would say, "Pitched tent on Beach". Free is fine by thee!
Exmouth ah yes. We popped down the crazy golf like you do, and the Boss of the place happens to mention that he needs to mark out where he's going to put up his cover thingys to shade the course. Come Friday morning (Hung Over) we help him out for an Hour and off we go for the day on his push bikes. They weren't as good as the Mopeds that we took out on the previous day. We took the peds on a sun Sunset Safari mission. That was a right laugh, I had the fastest bike so I kept on overtaking, you know how you do. Picked up a bit of history with the tour guide did a bit more Snorkeling in the Ningaloo Reef (stretches from coral bay up to Exmouth) then headed up to the lighthouse to watch the sun go down with a few cheese slices and a bevy. Apparently according to Tim the Tour guide it was one of only two places in the world (the other being Mexico) that you can see the sun Go up and Down from the same point. I thought there were lots of places that you could do this, even my bedroom window in Leicester but then again I am a pedantic little prick.
Hit happy hour Friday night checked out the situation, cooked up some scrum and in bed by 12. None of this twenty four hour drinking, not in these small towns anyhow! On our last day we hired out a car for the day. We popped into the Cape Range National park good day out check out the worlds strongest man on the Beach (Sandy Bay), don't let the picture trick you the water is quiet cold, you thought I was going to talk about my manly physique didn't you, I look good don't I? 
Next bus to Karratha, Night bus so felt pretty shitty, nothing much going on hear, it just broke up the journey to Broome, Pitched the tent didn't leave the campsite, went to bed, up for 6:30 then back on the Greyhound to Broome, Wow I have made it up to date. Everyone still awake or has my ongoing blithering sent you to sleep, I will let you off Grandad if you are reading a print out, otherwise no excuses.
I will talk about Broome once I have left, one thing to mention is that J is no longer the Gecko hunter (for those that don't know get to know) He has been baptized a new man known to his fellow aborigines as John Wilson (and again if you don't know never mind, I will give you a clue he doesn't look like a gipo anymore but instead like a gipo gnome).















