First Camping Trip - Middle Lagoon

You know you’re in the Kimberly

When you rock up to work on a Friday

And your workmates are excited and they casually say

We’re going camping this weekend

Knock off at 3

We’re heading somewhere great

Just wait and see

Pack a backpack

We’ll sort your gear

Just bring togs

And a slab or two of beer

You know your’e in the Kimberly

When a 4WD is the only way

When you bump, jump and slide

Over red dusty dirt all day

You know you’re in the Kimberly

When it costs seven bucks for water at a take away store

When there’s no such diet as vegan, organic or raw

When you order a decaf, skinny soy latte

And the dude looks blankly-

“What the hell did you say?”

You know you’re in the Kimberly

When a net and mat can be called bed

No blanket, no roof

Just something to rest your head

You know you’re in the Kimberly

When the sky is printed with a billion shiny dots

And you gaze up at them from your swag

As dreams slowly occupy their spots

You know you’re in the Kimberly

When you wake at 5 cos it’s hot and light

You walk, swim and eat

Before the sun’s reached height

You kayak the blue calm water

Of a lagoon untouched untainted

And wonder through animal tracks

And rocks that are fossil-painted

You know you’re in the Kimberly

When you’re in the middle of nowhere

And someone brings a satellite dish

To watch the granny free to air

You cook up a fresh catch

And all add something to share

Crabs, macky, spuds

Feed masses with more to spare

I know I’m in the Kimberly

I didn’t know what to expect

My adventures are beginning

As I learn to live and respect