![]() ![]() ![]() We then pick up the current mail route past Mt Gould to the Mt Gould Lock-up (100km). From here, it’s south to the Gascoyne River and Landor, known for its horse races. Head east from Carnarvon through station country to Gascoyne Junction and Mt Augustus (450km). From there to Gascoyne Junction (290km) is on more good dirt road, and following the route takes us through the Kennedy Range to Exmouth (610km). ![]() The first leg takes us east from Geraldton to Pindar and Murchison Settlement. The drive from Yalgoo to Paynes Find (260km) takes us to the Gold Battery and Museum, keeping stories of the mining, pastoral and sandalwood days alive. The big rock feature there is London Bridge.įrom Sandstone, head back to Yalgoo (280km) to see Joker’s Tunnel, carved through the rock by prospectors. Then turn east towards Sandstone (220km) on good dirt road. It would be fine, of course, to just stroll the first section, and the 50km Loop Drive around the rock gives views from all angles, as does the nearby Emu Hill Lookout.Ĭattle Pool (Goolinee) holds permanent water on the Lyons River and the area’s white barked river red gums mark spring water sources.īut, after an early start, at this moment I have no other thought than to suck in the warming morning under a canopy of classic blue Gascoyne sky.įrom Perth, to Meekatharra, through Paynes Find, Mt Magnet and Cue. The 12km return walk on the Summit Trail will take me five hours to complete at a steady pace, first up a 1.5km gentle incline, then the same of more steep country, a 2.7km gentle slope and a last, tougher 300m. Visitors are not discouraged from climbing it. It was pushed up into the big blue sky as the Earth ruckled about 900 million years ago. Mt Augustus is twice the size of Uluru and rises more than 700m from the surrounding Gascoyne country, about 850km north of Perth.īut Burringurrah, to use its local indigenous Wadjarri name, is a monocline (a fold in rock layers) and not a monolith (single block), as is its more famous but smaller relative. Mulga, gidgee and other wattles cover the plain beneath, and there are morning bird bursts from chats and babblers. On the domed crown of the world’s biggest rock, I feel more cast adrift on an island than standing on the summit of a mountain. ![]()
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