By Madelaine Dickie
On the east coast the colours are often muted . . . lots of sombre greens and blues, soft in summer. Up here in the Kimberley, the colour range is completely different. In Broome, there’s that classic turquoise water jammed up hard against red sand. Around Fitzroy Crossing the billabongs are a deep army green, glittering at night with croc's eyes. Up the Peninsula there’s miles of champagne-pale sand and cyan-blue rivers. While Tom’s been busy fishing, I’ve been captivated by landscape.