Carnarvon

I woke up this morning to the sound of pouring rain outside. I haven’t had any rain for my entire holiday! How lucky is that? I’m hoping that it will wash off all the dead flies attached to the front of my car. The rain front is forecast to follow me all the way back to Perth.

I arrived in Carnarvon at lunchtime yesterday. In the afternoon I walked out along the tramway jetty to Whitlock Island. There was a stiff breeze:

The Gateway is a pretty cheap and basic motel, but it is famous for its Friday night seafood buffet. I was in luck with the day, for once: I dined in style! I wish they would do something about the wine list, though. The clientele was 75% Chinese, which is always a good sign. They were obviously regulars, as two long tables were set out for them, one inside and one outside. The boss (in black on the left) was going around removing all the discarded shells as they ate their way through piles of crustaceans:







This is the best chilli sauce. I discovered it when Gools and Tommo served it on the Gibb River Road, so I was delighted to find it again here.

More seafood and dessert.