Millstream Chichester National Park

To begin, I must confess to saying “seen one gorge—seen them all!”
Until today when we took a trip to Millstream from Karratha. Far distant blue mountain ranges, fresh grassed green savannahs for as far as one can see, beautifully sculptured rock formations that you can practically touch and a wink around every corner from Sturt Peas growing on the road verge.
100km of sealed road from Karratha and a further say 120km round trip of newly graded gravel road and you can enjoy all the spectacle the park has to offer.
A swim in Python Pool (for younger types) a picnic lunch by what I think was the Fortescue River, which was a huge water oasis of gum, date palms and natty architectural palms forming a home-like resort for white cockatoos. Not those bloody Corellas that invade Perth parks in the summer months.
The old (1800’s) and new (1930’s) homesteads that was Millstream at one time provided interest, but nothing compared to the nearby stream itself; boundless constantly flowing pristine fresh water which pooled at intervals to feed ponds of lush water lily pads and handsome ancient stately paperbark trees.
Karratha has to be the tourist hotspot of Western Australia. There is more to do here than any other WA location we have visited so far.
More in blog postings to come, but for now the pictures tell the story.