The Moon in Broome

Tonight we witnessed Broome’s famed Staircase to the Moon, joining 3,000 others for this monthly miracle of moonlight.
Right on schedule at 6.40pm the evening star shone so brightly, heralding the arrival of the man in the moon. Great excitement emanated as that evening star rose and moved so swiftly to coincide with arrival of the 6.43 QantasLink landing at the local airport.
False alarm, but it certainly edged on the anticipation.

Then exactly on cue at 6.47pm the old fella bobbed his bald pate, all fiery red, above the horizon; immediately it was as if a beacon had been lit as 3,000 iPads, iPhones and flashlight cameras flooded the night sky, a maelstrom of fierce candlepower embracing the Town Beach.
Nobody saw anything!
Blinded by the light we hurried off to exit the area before the vast crowd of welding flash affected drivers cranked up their LandBruisers, F250 Utes and various other high octane conveyances, storming the highways to home.
We arrived back at our caravan park in time to see the most vivid picture of the moon rising above the palm trees and an hour later the orb of the night is kindly looking over my shoulder, smiling as I write this post.