The Ballad of Trip 10

In Kimberley the God of all

a magic kingdom did decree

where Gibb the famous highway ran

through potholes measureless to man

down to the Indian Sea

 

In Broome was met a hardy group

of total strangers, quiet and shy,

united by a common goal

to give this trip their heart and soul

and end it on a high

 

With Corf and Aidy at the helm

they set off ‘cross this mighty land

with walks and views and swims galore

who knew what else was still in store

with boab, rock and sand.

 

No slimming plans were here allowed

with sunset treats and morning tea

the cooking lady was a star,

the guide, her husband, top by far,

the best a trip could be.

 

But after dinner things turned sour

embellished stories found new ground

with friendships tested to the hilt

when some, it seemed, just knew no guilt

as gossip flew around

 

And last, not least, the Bungles day

the highway in the roads from hell

with beehive domes, the walks, the flights

by plane – and bus – with awesome sights

a day of tales to tell.

 

Lets not forget the filming crew

a thousand shots for every page

“take one”. ‘take two”, their voices soar

but wait, there’s more “take three”, “take four”

Ah, all the world’s a stage!

 

But now it’s time to say goodbye

our memories ne’er will be defiled

the laughs, the walks, the views, the joys

the memories shared, old girls and boys,

thanks to Adventure Wild !