My brother convinced me that, having gone all this way, we really should take the diversion to go and see Carnarvon Gorge. So we decided to take the 500 kms round trip to see what all the fuss was about.
Our port of call for a couple of nights was the small town of Injune. Once again the caravan park was chock-a-block. Here grey nomads were supplemented by that other growing breed of caravaners -- the mining people. There is gas mining going on here abouts.