And then there were two

Up early this morning and probably even earlier than we needed to be but Jenny likes to get to airports with plenty of time to spare.  It was a pretty drive back up to Kununurra in the early morning light and we got to the airport about 7.20am.  A big queue to check in but all nice and straight forward and then we had time to sit in the little coffee shop and have a coffee until it was time for Ben to go through into the departure lounge.  Waited until he had climbed up the stairs into the little AirNorth plane and then waved our final goodbyes and drove back into Kununurra.

Did a little drive around the town and found the old Warren F Johnson and Co office (no longer there) and the footy/cricket ovals where the Wyndham Townies (Larry's old teams) used to come and play.  Paid a visit to the Saturday morning markets - lots of craft, tourist and frozen mango/smoothie stalls - they weren't doing great business as it quite chilly here this morning.  The coffee van, on the other hand, was doing a roaring trade and I mentioned to Larry that a hot doughnut stall would be doing good business.  We then wandered across the road to the local IGA and lo and behold there was a man making hot donuts inside!  Score!!  Bought a mop and some cleaning stuff to clean the van, then visited the two camping stores in town to see if we could find a replacement globe for our lantern.  No luck so hopefully the one in Broome has arrived and we can pick one up next week.

Headed back to our caravan and then spent a couple of hours cleaning out the car and cleaning all the dust out of the van.  Wiped down all surfaces and flywires/vents etc and then swept and mopped the floors - what a difference a clean floor makes!  By the time we felt satisfied that the worst of the grot was gone, we sat back and relaxed and had hot dogs and cheese for lunch, then relaxed and read our books with a cuppa.  Not long before our eyes started to droop after our late night/early morning and a little nap on the bed was had. 

Mid afternoon we roused ourselves and Jenny was required to don her bathers and head to the infinity pool.  Jenny remembers when this trip was being planned saying "Ooh, Lake Argyle Resort looks nice, I wouldn't mind staying there and going in that infinity pool", Larry remembers  Jenny saying "I want to go in that infinity pool.  We're staying there!".  Either way, a swim in the infinity pool was required.   When we got there it was silky smooth with not one person (including cold resistant children) rippling its surface.  That should have been warning enough but Larry had come with camera at the ready so there was nothing for it but for Jenny to take the plunge.  Well let's just say it was breathtaking.  And I'm not talking about the view!  The combination of cooler days, infinity edge and wind whipping across the top made it really cold.  Much colder than any of the waterholes we had visited on the Gibb River Road (which you had at least been hot enough to want to attempt in any case!).  Jenny was brave (or stupid) enough to get in and stay in long enough for photos to be taken before leaping back out and sitting in the sun to thaw out.

Back to the van and cooked up steak sandwiches for dinner and then watched the movie 'Red Dog' which we have been listening to as a talking book in the car.  A great story and movie and we will be looking out for Red Dog's statue when we get to Dampier in a few weeks.