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Leaving Broome, Bertha has nearly 600 km to go to get to Port Hedland.

And it’s a long road ahead.

Turning off to Port Hedland

It’s still 576 to Port Hedland. One of the signs lies, I think. But Sandfire is the next target.

Trucks are always a worry.

It’s a big country.

The termite mounds here are different. No trees, so probably different insects as Bertha noted.

Burnt trees on the way to Sandfire.

Long road, Hard day.

Tracking the distance to the next mark on the way. It must seem to happen slowly.

After camping at Sandfire, Bertha found some interesting companions the following morning.

Though there are also some repairs to be done. And an interesting roadhouse.

Next location to visit was Pardoo.

Pardoo 20 and it’s sunset.

and at sunset, there are long shadows. Do they make Bertha feel tall?

Next day, and it’s now only 50 km to Port Hedland.

 

This looks like something from M C Esher.

The Indian Ocean at Port Hedland.

And Port Hedland Harbour.

Port Headland Observation tower – for managing port traffic.

There were windy places.

And another radio interview.

Leaving Warmun, Bertha’s next goal was Halls Creek.

As usual, Bertha takes some photos along the way and here is a photo as she progressed towards Halls Creek.

Continuing, Bertha shows the way she has come.

When she stops to camp she is often surrounded by “Grey Nomads” – retired couples who travel around Australia in  a mobile home.

There was still a long ride the following day.

And not all watchers were grey nomads.

In addition to mature baobab trees, she found a young one.

The creek crossing looked nice, but Bertha fell and nearly joined the waiting crocodile in the river.

The eyes of a crocodile just show to the left of the bike’s handlebars:

As she gets closer to Halls Creek, it’s late afternoon.

And with nightfall, she has nearly arrived. Lovely sunset.

The photos of camping at Halls Creek had to wait for the following day.

 

Once the weather had cleared, and the road north was reopened, Bertha headed north. She had some feathered friends join her for breakfast. Rainbow Lorikeets.

The road lay through Marlborough and Sarina to Mackay.

Bertha has been impressed by the sheltered rest areas in Queensland, marked bicycle lanes where she finds them. And I have been impressed by the distances she covers.

The ride from Marlborough to Sarina was not pleasant. In addition to the ride, contending with traffic, there were lots of animals which had been killed by heavy vehicles and left to decompose. The odour was awful and an added risk was running over the dead carcases after nightfall. Fortunately, Bertha hasn’t taken photos of this.