The first day there we went for a wander along the beach in front of the station. Instead of sand it was more made up of broken coral and endless clam shells. In the shallows of the water we were able to see live clams, corals and sea urchins. Along further the beach ended in a rocky outcrop from which people were fishing. Apparently, on the higher cliff faces, they do something called "balloon fishing" which involves attached your fishing line to a helium filled balloon, casting it out and having it hanging around one to two meters above the water waiting for mackerel to jump out and take the bait. Would have been great to see.
We went down to the point which is a popular fishing area and home to around 40-50 fishing shacks. The buildings are very basic - you don't need much when it's all about the fish. They were mostly deserted while we were there and we expect they are busy when the fishing is good. We went for a snorkel at the point and again saw some spectacular coral and fish, however, as the water was fairly shallow, both were smaller than we had seen further north. Nevertheless it was still a great experience. We also checked out the blow hole in this area which is out on the edge of a rocky outcrop. Some large waves hitting the rock face here and forcing their way high into the air through the blow hole. The experience of getting out close to the edge is really quite scary. Still thinking about the welcoming sign that reads "King Waves Kill" (refer below).
We also traveled north of the point along the dirt road to witness the cliff faces touching the sea. Some areas these would be up to 100 metres high. Had the most unusual experience of coming across a set of traffic lights in the middle of nowhere on a bitumen road which cut across our dirt road. Turns out the road was for the Rio Tinto salt mine and the lights were to stop the traffic on the dirt road (our road) as the Rio Tinto trucks traveled from the salt mine out to the Rio Tinto wharf where the salt was loaded directly on to the boats.
We stayed two nights and each night we had a camp fire. We had to get maximum value out of our wood as a bag cost us $20. Our stay was most enjoyable except for damage done to the van as we struck a rock while trying to get into the camp site. It is now a bit dented around the bottom of the door and this will need to get fixed once we get home.
|Salt plains beside road as we head towards Quobba Point|
|Apparently king waves kill. Warning not to get too close to cliff edge as a big rogue wave might get you.|
|On the beach out front of Quobba Station|
|Fish and coral in the shallow waters in front of Quobba Station|
|It's always good to have a fire|
|Whales sighted off shore|
|Blow hole at Quobba Point with Doug trying to get a little too close|
|Dare devil (still actually about 20 metres away)|
|This is what the coast line is like in this part of WA.|
|Boys tasting the sea salt|
|Fishing cottages at Quobba Point. Not exactly 5 star but I am guessing they do the job. There were over 40 of these in all manner of condition|
|On the beach at Quobba Point. We went snorkeling and then retired to our shelter|
|Another view of the coast line|
|Storm approaching over the salt plains|