Dampier Peninsula bush camp

Dampier Peninsula bush camp

The colours of the Kimberley coast on the Dampier Peninsula, WA

The colours of the Kimberley coast on the Dampier Peninsula, WA

During our two and a half months with Broome as our base, we spent a week tucked away at a quiet out of the way spot on the Dampier Peninsula.

We’d heard about this beautiful bush camp right on the beach, with no real facilities other than a cold water shower to wash the salt off occasionally. It sounded perfect.

Only accessible with a 4-wheel drive, the 60-plus kilometres of soft narrow sand tracks mean that once you turn off the road with a trailer in tow, you’re committed to carrying on. There’s very few passing points and even less places to turn around.

Our days there were all about stopping and being present…being given fishing tips from owner Smithy and hearing his story of being one of the Stolen Generation, brought up in Beagle Bay by German monks and Irish nuns; long walks on the beach, seashells and feet coloured red from the Kimberley pindan; sharing freshly caught fish and travellers’ tales with our fellow bush campers around the fire at night; and a special little dog with no name - the size and shape of a jack russell, big, mottled Blue Heeler feet, and the ears of a kangaroo - one pointing north, the other off to the west somewhere - this little guy stole all our hearts.

(As well as a couple of Steve’s drone photos, I’ve also included a photo of the beach taken from the sea plane as I headed out to the Horizontal Falls when our two dear old Dads came to visit us in Broome.)

Greg Quicke - Space Gandalf

Greg Quicke - Space Gandalf

Beagle Bay

Beagle Bay