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Relentless bumping up and down, you feel like you’re getting a workout on one of those tens machines you see on informercials. Then, unexpectedly – relief – a 500m stretch of bitumen – pure smoothness, but before you even get a chance to exhale, we’re back to bump-a-da-bump-a-da. Praying to the Road God to give us another smooth break - in a few hundred kilometres, we’ll get to say namaste . The upside is that with all that clenching I’m sure my pelvic floor is restored. The Gibb River Road is more than 600km of essentially corrugated road, penetratingly dusty - between Derby and Kununurra in the Kimberleys with another 150kms travelled off the main road to visit all the gorgeous gorges (the reason why you thump your way through this). Whilst the corrugated road sounds off putting to you, wait (or skip) to the end… I have YOUR NEXT HOLIDAY DESTINATION sorted (by flight and on bitumen): El Questro.      The start of the Gibb We were lulled into a false sense of ease with the first s

On the eve of Perth hosting its first Dreamtime AFL Match, we got to experience our first Dreamtime camp. Two hours north of Broome is Cape Leveque ( Kooljiman in Aboriginal). In planning our Oz Lap we wanted to teach the kids (and ourselves) Australia’s traditional culture and ways of living off the land and sea so we jumped on a Tag-a-long 4wd tour through  Bardi Jawi country ( Bardi = from the land and Jawi = from the sea) - described in Welcome to Country as one of the most isolated and incredible countries of more than 250 Indigenous groups in Australia. Lessons in the land and sea Bundy, our guide, ‘boss’ and traditional custodian of the Djandaran area, took us across his land, so proud to show us how far and wide his community spread, sharing the beauty and telling stories of his culture and heritage. We were invited to walk over rocks holding the 7,000 year-old footprints of his ancestors. We were joined by his teenage son, Aaron, an expert in spear fishing, tracking,