Arriving in Broome late afternoon, we headed to one of the six caravan parks. Full. Then the next. Full. And so it went, for the rest. We ended up at the overflow camping at the YMCA. It’s just a yard, and no shade to speak of. But they have dust, much like the others.
Having seen very few of van fraternity across the Gibb River Road – we found them. Broome is where the Nomads congregate. They head north from Perth, and stop here for the winter. Just like our eastern states Nomads head to Queensland. Thing is, Queensland has plenty more places to spread them out. Over here in the west, it’s Broome – with nothing much for hundreds of kilometres. So here they are – filling all the caravan parks. We’ve even seen one who puts a cover over his pristine Ford Falcon each night.
Plus! It’s Broome Cup week. Ladies day on Tuesday. Knew I should have packed my fascinator. Then on Friday, the Rodeo that was in Derby moves on to Broome.