THE NINGALOO
Gnaraloo Station – 3 Mile camp (4n) 6-10 June
We knew Monkey Mia to Gnaraloo was going to be a long day as we needed to top up with fuel in Denham (again!), which is a slight detour, and do a big grocery top up in Carnarvon. These chores add significant time to an already big day. A 5.5-hour drive quickly turned into an 8-hour day in the car! We had also hoped to replace James’ Port Augusta BigW not-crocs as they had disintegrated fast. James cannot wear thongs, and Carnarvon had no Crocs on offer, not even not-crocs, so he has settled for some cheap reef shoes which we hope will get him to Coral Bay in a few more days.
Bakery breakfast in Denham after the rapid pack up from Gregories to beat the rain
Shell Beach conservation park - the water here is hypersaline meaning very few organisms can live here. One of the few are small shelly animals which make up the entire beach.
More shells than stars in the Milky Way on this beach
We booked Gnaraloo from Monkey Mia after a few false starts. Initially it was pencilled in as a 5-night stop but the rain we got in Francois Peron also hit this region and closed the last 70km of access road for a few days. We kept a close eye in the roads and as soon as it reopened, I called and booked us in for the 4 nights we have until we get to Coral Bay. I am so glad we did.

There was some flood water in a low-lying area as we approached Carnarvon which slowed traffic a little bit in both directions as it was left to driver discretion as to whose turn it was to drive through. I gave way to two road trains creating a big wake before taking my turn to drive through.
We left Carnarvon just before 2pm on Friday 6 June, and the final 120km took 2hours. It’s a gravel road in reasonable condition and was ‘open with caution’, I think the ‘with caution’ part related to some massive puddles/water over the road in low lying areas most of which had handy chicken runs. The chicken runs slowed us down but means you don’t have to plunge into a puddle of unknown depth or character.
Finally arriving at Gnaraloo Station and heading to our allocated spot
Sunrise at Gnaraloo
Anyway, we arrived about 4pm a bit road weary and hungry. The sites at Gnaraloo 3 mile camp are allocated and we are in site 18A just back from the waterfront, and very close to the amenities ( a nice change from the 500m round trip at Monkey Mia!). There are flushing toilets, rubbish bins and recycling, and HOT WATER for showers and washing up.
And then there’s the location! Situated on the southern end of Ningaloo Reef there is a lagoon full of coral and reef fish and other critters to explore. There are surf breaks. The water is 27C and the daytime temps are in the high 20s-low 30s. Nighttime temps are cool and dry making for perfect camping conditions. By 8pm the campground is dark and very quiet, and people don’t start surfacing until around 7am. We are having some great big sleeps.
The characteristic red rocky cliffs of Gnaraloo
Gnaraloo is a surfer destination first and foremost but is open to anyone happy to make the 120km detour. As it's not on the way to Exmouth it seems to be off the backpacker trail.
The Hilton at Gnaraloo - a bookable shack
It was a short walk from our camp site to the lagoon and we spent most of our first day at the beach, in and out of the water, snorkelling our heads off. Even Andy made his swimming debut – the kids could not believe their eyeballs “Dad’s getting in the water?!?!?!?”
Snorkellers
Finding clam shells on a beach walk near 3 mile lagoon
These clam shells were everywhere, and as turned out there were lots of living ones right there in the lagoon
I was so excited when I stuck my masked face in the water and immediately saw butterfly fish, damsel fish, brightly coloured wrasse, parrotfish, surgeonfish, colourful clams, scissortails…scores of different kinds of reef fish going about their reef business. Later in the day we saw squid, an octopus and a couple of blue spotted rays.
The kids loved the fishes and the snorkelling overall. As always there’s a bit faffing around with masks and snorkels, problems with fogging or leaking, fins not fitting etc. James has grown so much that I am wearing his fins, and he is in my adult adjustable ones. He also needs a new mask, I think. Jem is wary and nervous at times and has a habit of grabbing and pinching me. We will find our snorkelling groove in the coming weeks, I am sure.
Indian Ocean views
Day 2 of Gnaraloo saw more of the same. After a pancake breakfast (a family favourite now that I am getting better at the shaker batter) James did some maths work with Andy. I let Jemma off school as she had taken the initiative to befriend a little camp friend – this has been something we have been trying to nurture and encourage as much as possible. James seems to do quite well with his own company, although he misses his close circle of mates from school. Jemma, on the other hand, loves to play with other kids and is an easy going, imaginative playmate. Her current mate is an 8yo from Perth – they meet at a rope swing near the toilet block and swing or climb the trees and chat – very sweet.
We headed to 3-mile lagoon for some more snorkelling and beach action. Instead of coming back up to the camp site for lunch I brought it all down to the masses which was well received as the kids would rather not trek back and forth if it can be avoided.
The highlight was a reef octopus who stayed put for ages while we floated and flailed around gawking at it as it changed its colour and texture trying to disappear itself in front of our eyes. The reef in the lagoon is not pristine by any stretch but supports a lot of fish – both in diversity and numbers. Some parts are fishier than others and it really is like swimming through a tropical fish tank.
West coast sunsets
We spent our third and final day doing more of the same in the lagoon; snorkelling and walking.
James walks the beach between his snorkels to warm his bones - we had lots of fun at low tide with masses of tiny hermit crabs in the rock pools
One of several reef octopus we found in 3 mile lagoon. As I have mentioned, James adores these enigmatic molluscs and seems to have a good eye (and luck) for finding them. On the final snorkel on our last day he saw a blue ringed octopus which is pretty special.

Packing up at Gnaraloo was one of the toughest pack ups yet - none of us wanted to leave, it was a plodding, reluctant pack. We also another decent drive ahead of us - 120km back to the highway, and then another 230km north to Coral Bay. There is a shortcut - a track that cuts up the coast from Gnaraloo to Coral Bay that’s about 80km but our road report indicated that a section was still closed, so the long way it must be.
Making friends and memories. Jemma and Amanda met at the tree each morning and played the days away
Gnaraloo surprised us. A really basic campground in one of the most beautiful places in Australia - it was hard to leave. But we had a booking to keep in Coral Bay, and whale sharks to swim with.