Friday, 26 August 2011

Camooweal Billabong and Daly Waters


Freecamping at Camooweal Billabong
Ben and Sam had a swim amongst the birdlife.







                                     


Gathering firewood

Look what I found...


Sunrise at Mt Isa

Two Brolgas and a Black Darter spreading it's wings to dry

Sunset at Camooweal Billabong

Morning cuddle and cuppa

Guess where we are?

The famous pub at Daly Waters

Whip-cracking lesson from Chilli

Sunday, 21 August 2011

A selection of photos...

One of Ben's " Pensioner traps"  Hervey Bay
  1. Flat plains between Longreach and Cloncurry

    •                                                                Sunset Cloncurry

    •                                      Sam gathering wood for the fire, Gregory Downs   
    •                                            Gregory Downs Caravan Park

                                                              Toasting marshmallows

                                                   Evidence!   Schoolwork in progress....

                                                        Swooshing down the Gregory River

                                                          Boodjamulla( Lawn Hill ) National Park

                                                                             Lawn Hill

                                                                          Lawn Hill





                                                                     Adel's Grove

                                                                      Fun in the creek, Adel's grove





                                                                  Hard Times Mine, Mt Isa

                                                                           Mt Isa Mine
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    Friday, 19 August 2011

    Boodjamulla National Park ( aka Lawn Hill ) and Mt Isa

    After Cloncurry, we drove in the direction of Normanton. Then, ( after approx 180km, at Burke and Wills roadhouse ) we headed west towards the Northern Territory. This brought us to a lovely little spot called Gregory Downs.
    With a caravan park and a pub and not much else, it was the discovery of the Gregory River nearby which provided the attraction.
      Grandparents, parents and children alike, all had heaps of fun jumping into the river at one spot and letting the current carry us quickly downstream and then jumping out to do it all over again .All accompanied by cheers of encouragement from bystanders, whoops of joy and much camaraderie. Plenty of vans were lined up side by side along the river, all free camping and there was constant chatter and meeting of new people.We were entreated to move our van down by the river to join them but I quite enjoyed swimming there by day and then retreating to our peaceful site up at the park to watch the sun go down.

    After 3 nights at Gregory Downs, we made the foray into Adel's Grove. This fantastic little camp ground began as a government project in the 1930's. A Frenchman by the name of Albert de L'estange was commissioned to plant thousands of different trees ( maybe to see what would grow, but I'm just guessing.)
    We felt like Robin Hood's merry men camped among the trees and kicking the leaf litter as we walked along under the dappled sunlight. It was a very relaxing place to stay and the boys enjoyed swimming in Lawn Hill Creek ( They stayed in for 6 hrs one day! ).This beautiful, fresh, clear water and that in the gorge at Lawn Hill is thought to originate either in New Guinea or The Great Dividing range and is possibly up to 10 000 years old.

    Lawn Hill National Park is an easy 10km drive from Adel's Grove and is a great place to explore by canoe. It's quite serene paddling quietly up the Gorge with red sandstone walls towering 60m high on either side whilst spotting freshwater crocodiles lazily sunning themselves by the banks. Further up where we swam by a waterfall, dozens of newly hatched brown frogs were jumping about on the rocks.
    Reluctantly,after 3 nights we left Lawn Hill and Adel's Grove and continued our travels.

    After days of driving through dry, dusty, flat plains covered with yellow spinifex, the scenery between Cloncurry and Mt Isa was a pleasant surprise. The flat plains gave way to distant red hills which bcame more and more frequent and closer together. Whilst they were still arid and sparsely vegetated the land in between became greener with bushes lining what must be waterways during the wet season.

    We knew that the town of Mt Isa was built to service the mine, but the first sight of the smoke stack as you come over the hill and the proximity of the mine to the town still comes as a bit of a shock!!
    So too, have we been surprised to still need doonas and blankets on the beds at night... Some of our card games have been retired indoors where it is warmer!

    Yesterday we played tourists and went on the Hard Times Mine tour. Whilst not a working mine, they do use it for training purposes and our tour guide still works as a contractor at the mine, so was up-to-date with his information. He was quite a character and regaled us all with some hilarious stories of miners' antics.
    We have one more day here at " the Isa" before wending our way to The Territory.

    Wednesday, 10 August 2011

    Carnarvon to Cloncurry...

    It's been a while since I've written and I still have to work out how to upload photos...
    • The world's largest deck chair, Winton.
    Since Carvarvon, we've had our first taste of free camping, spent several hours at The Stockman's Hall of Fame at Longreach, travelled to Winton, home of The Waltzing Matilda Centre ( and the world's largest deck chair )
    and bought Akubra hats and whips. We had a lovely local Winton lass teach Ben how to crack a whip in the middle of the main street and 24 hours later he's cracking it like an expert.
    If anyone is considering a trip to Longreach and Winton, it's well worth the effort.
    • Sam at Arno's Wall, Winton. An eccentric collection of items concreted into a wall!!( Not Sam though.)
    • Di teaching Ben how to crack a whip
    Today is a stepping stone on our way to Lawn Hill, spending the night at Cloncurry. 




    Thursday, 4 August 2011

    Carnarvon Gorge

    Sam at the top of Boolimba Bluff
    We have just spent 5 days at Carnarvon Gorge which has been on my "bucket list" for ages. ( Along with whale watching. ) Even the campsite at Takarakka is beautiful, let alone the gorge itself...We didn't manage to see a platypus but the kangaroos nibble grass quite close by and the echidnas had a trail beside our van.
    We had a funny moment when we were playing boules. The birds thought the shiny balls might be good to eat and would run in to examine them and then all squawk in unison and flap backwards again. All to be repeated time and time again. I guess you had to be there...
    Ben and Mick packed a tent, sleeping bags, and food and camped overnight at Big Bend which is roughly 10 km along the gorge. They saw dead fish in the nearby creek which ( the ranger said later) were probably killed by the shock of a huge boulder that had crashed there a few weeks earlier. Glad I didn't know about that before they went as it had bounced close to their campsite. ( While a man was camping there too I might add..)
    Ward's Canyon, with its sole remnant of King Ferns in central Qld, was declared the most impressive sight.  This small colony is apparently not reproducing ( or as Mick puts it... " the king fern is not talking to the queen fern " ) and is destined for extinction in this region.
    Sam's and my favourite sight ( because we didn't make it as far as the others )was the Amphitheatre. This is a massive cave with towering walls, and daylight peeping through where the water has eroded the sandstone over thousands of years. It was eerily quiet with just the sounds of water trickling and awed voices whispering in the chilly half-light.
    Carnarvon Gorge is one of those places that needs to be experienced to fully appreciate its magnificence.