Sunday, 29 September 2013

Day 62




Day 62 Wyndham

Well what a day, we went adventuring today and had an absolute ball. As you can see there are lots of
Trude at the start

Mud flats near town
pictures and Maureen took over 400 photos today so I have had to do a drastic cull. We had the best fun, met the nicest people and pushed old Trude to her limits and loved every second.

We started off with the plan to drive out to the police Boab and onto Diggers Rest, a station that offers camping and accommodation and from there we would see what the track was from there to
Rock cliffs

Cliff near rock art
see if we could drive through to the Gibb River Road and if so we would stop at El Questro. Off we went and started down the track to the Police Boab. This tree is much like the one at Derby, it was used as a staging post for police with prisoners to chain up for the night. The track was reasonable and we came to a sign saying aboriginal art so we drove up there, it was also the dam for the Wyndham water supply. We
Over hang were art was to be

King River
found the location of the art and Maureen scampered up the cliff to a small cave/overhang. I must say the rock wall was impressive in itself with lovely red rocks all layered and cracked. Maureen found a sign saying please preserve the art but could not find any, maybe it washed off the rock and the locals have not put it back! She took pictures and climbed about but no luck. We then drove up to the dam site and what a picture that was. It has a huge granite Glacis wall and a lovely catchment area.

Back on the track we headed up to the Boab and there it was, no fences or big pavilions with
King River looking crocy

My girls at the Policce Boab
information. The tree is in a lot better condition that the Derby one, but then it has no big entry inside and was not used by the army as a storage room during the war either and it is some way back off the road. We got our happy snaps and hit the road. From the Boab we went through to Diggers Rest. We saw the King River on the way there. It is a protected crocodile breeding area and livestock are restricted there as well. The river is classic croc country with big, high muddy banks that just reek of crocodile, but we
First views of Cockburn Ranges

Diggers Rest
did not see one. I tried to get Maureen to go down for a closer look but she said no. Diggers Rest was an absolute pearl. We drove into the property and the first thing I see is a Bustard, that’s right an Australian Bush Turkey. I have not seen one of these in nearly 30 years and I think most people do not believe me but now I have a picture. The property is a working cattle farm and there were no other vans or cars there and the sign said stop at the homestead so we did and this guy walked over to the fence. Maureen
Bustard - bush turkey

Monica and Rodericks daughters
thought he looked a little cranky but when she went over he was happy as a lark and invited us in for a cuppa. We had expected to stop here for a coffee and morning tea and expected to pay, Roderick (this is his name), said no come in and have a cuppa, you will need one after the drive. He was off to have a shower but his daughters would look after us. And so they did, sit down, we will put the kettle, yak, yak yak, like
Roderick and a goat

Roderick and his wall of signatures
we always dropped by for a tea at this time. We sat on their house veranda and chatted like old friends. Turns out that Diggers Rest was used for the filming of Australia. Baz Luhrman, Nicole Kidman, Hugh Jackman, the lot all came there. Everyone except Nicole stayed at the station. They had tents, huge winnebagos and all sorts of caravans and equipment. They turned one of the rooms into a
Cockburn Range

Boundary
bar and all the cast and crew signed the walls. Roderick showed Maureen his room and there is a picture of him with his wall with Hugh Jackman’s and Baz’s signature just over his shoulder. His daughter thought Nicole was bit of a princess as she flew in each day but Roderick said she was nice. His daughters gave him a hard time as he will be in the Myers catalogue. Jen Hawkins and her models all came to Diggers Rest and shot their next catalogue there and Roderick is in it.

Roderick is a cattle farmer now but wants to farm Boar goats but the guy who started to export them
Cockburn Range

Cockburn Range
had so many problems with Government that he now flys them out of Sydney! He still has a hundred or so and some of the kids came in for a feed and Monica, a Swiss working tourist feeds them. She is working on the farm for a bit longer, I get the feeling she was the chief cook and bottle wash for the guests, before she goes back to Bridgetown for a while. They had a big day tomorrow as the maker of the film Red Dog was
The track

Cockburn Range
coming out to look at the property for another film. We could have stayed there all day but chatting to him about the road through being a little rough but beautiful views, had us hitting the road. He expected the 50kms to take us about 2 hours and recommended that when we got to the end of the stock route, at the broken fence, take the left turn as the other went through some soft river sand and might cause us
Cockburn Range

Cockburn Range
some problems. Roderick is one of life’s true gentlemen and we said our goodbyes and thanks for the cuppa and cake, and hit the track.

The track takes us through Diggers Rest and into the El Questro station property. It skirts the Cockburn Ranges and are they just spectacular. Maureen was beside herself, which made driving hard with the three of us in the front. When I said Roderick estimated 2 hourshe should have doubled
Brolgas at the dam

Brolgas at the water hole
it. Drive time was about 50% the, stop, stop, I need to take that picture, took up the rest. It was hard to drive far before you had to stop to admire the view. Cockburn Ranges thrust up out of the flat country and would have to be the most spectacular piece of scenery we have ever seen. There are these cliffs that jut out and the colours are rich and varied with reds and blues and greens and blacks, just beyond words to describe. We took hundreds of pictures and they still do not do it justice. The track started off fine with a bit of
Brolgas at the water hole

Pentacost River
corrugation but we hit the mud flats and we made up a lot of time but then we got to the end and boy did it get rough. One second you are on rocks, crawling your way over them and then you are up to
Cockburn Range

Trude on the track
your hubs (literally) in dust and ploughing through what seems like talcum powder but red and then as that finishes you hit a wash out where the track has huge ruts in old mud and Trude is almost
Cockburn Range

Cockburn Range
on her side and then bang you hit soft sand and you are in ruts 40 – 50 cm deep and hoping you don’t stop as it seems like bottomless sand. We had our hearts in our mouths more than once and laughed the whole way. Trude was a champion, crawling one second, racing the next, dragging herself out of huge holes and over big rocks. We did stop to take some pictures but not the really bad ones as we could not stop and it was too hot to run back. We were very impressed with the old girl, not a hiccup. We saw some of
Trude at the end of the stock route

entrance to El Questro
the best wildlife and as we went past one of the dams, there was a flock of Pelicans but also some Brolgas. We got a couple of pictures and drove on. We got to another watering hole and there was another flock of Brolgas, just standing there, no worries, we drove closer and took some pictures, just absolutely stunning.

The track at this stage was getting worse but we were almost at the end and we pressed on. All the time we are going, Maureen was out of the car taking pictures, then back in and then out taking
El Questro "town site"

Trude cooling her feet
pictures and then back in and so it went on as the views just kept changing and getting better. We found the Pentecost River, again a stunning view with crocodile written all over it and beautiful. We finally found our broken fence and the end of the track sign and we did a hard left and drove out onto the Gibb River Road. This road has a bad reputation as we mentioned before, but this end was nice. It is under construction and has been graded and improved and we headed off to El Questro. The road was fine and we soon made up some time. El Questro is a huge business and was in stark contrast to Roderick at Diggers Rest who said he was happy with his small operation as it was still his home. Well El Questro is a business. There are staff everywhere and tours and bars and cafes. The road in was so so and the worst part was when we
River crossing

River crossing
followed the grader in! he was finished for the day as his blade was up and he drove in to the sheds, no worries about the corrugations! There are river crossings here as well and they were fun.



We stopped and had a sandwich and a drink and hit the road again. Back on the Gibb River Road, it
Cockburn Range

Cockburn Range
was now bitumen and we drove down to Emma Gorge where we had considered staying and it was lovely. It is part of the El Questro setup, just down the road a bit, a bit lower market maybe. Again, very nice and they have a number of walk trails setup that Maureen would love to have done but it was getting late and we started back for Wyndham.

The last 50kms were the most tiring as we had already seen the views and it was all main road but we
Maureen and the big croc

View of Wyndham
eventually made it to town so we thought we would go and look at the 5 Rivers Lookout. On the way we stopped at the big crocodile and Maureen had her picture taken. We wound our way through town and up this huge hill. This would have to be the tallest one we have done and it was truly spectacular. It is over 800m in elevation and you can see for miles. Today was a bit misty with all the fires recently but on a clear
View of Wyndham

View of Wyndham
day it would be truly spectacular. You can see the port layout and the surrounding flats and country side and most of the 5 rivers. We drove down again and stopped at the dreamtime statues put up by the locals, a lovely set of sculptures of the people and some animals.

Finally we got home! It had been a long day but a very rewarding one. We hopped in the pool for a
Mud flats at Wyndham

Dreamtime statues
quick dip and then had our mud crabs we had bought the day before – to say we were disappointed is an understatement. I never knew you could make crab meat go tough and chewy. We will have to try again in Darwin to see if they improve, best part of dinner was cold roast chook from last night.

Tomorrow we head out for Kununurra.
Relaxing in pool

Saturday, 28 September 2013

Day 61




Day 61 Halls Creek - ?

Well another example of the best laid plans not coming together. We had breakfast and discussed the
Closed

Changing landscape
options of where we were going to go to today. We decided in the end that we would go to Bungle Bungle Caravan Park that was 50kms out from the actual Bungle Bungles and was run by a station there and was only 1km from the highway. They offered guided tours of the place and flights as well, problem solved, it was only about a 100kms from Halls Creek. So off we went, we were going down the main
Delhi Time

Warmun local
road of Halls Creek and noticed a Police car coming the other way and Maureen said, I wonder if that is Ben Gardiner ( one of the kids who had played sport with our kids and we had been told he was up here), we should pull him over and see if it is. Sounded good, no problem with pulling over a cop car for a change, but as we were getting closer and ready to flash the lights and wave madly out the window, the lights went on and he pulled over a car and double parked on the road to stop him driving off and got out. Well it was Ben, Maureen recognised him from the mile off we were as she does, and we then went into a big debate as to if we should stop and say hello. I did start to pull up but as we got next to
Changing landscape

Changing landscape
him, I could hear him saying – This is the second time I have seen you…. And I chickened out from stopping in the middle of the road and blocking the highway to say g’day Ben, how they hanging? I didn’t think he would appreciate me making a road block whilst he told someone off. If there is anyone out there in contact with ben, please let him know we said hello.

So out of Halls Creek we went. It is a lovely little town and we could have spent more time there but we did want to push on and the Bungle Bungles were calling us. We drove through some lovely countryside. It was changing all again. The hills started to appear and with them the Boab trees that we had not seen since Fitzroy Crossing.
Changing landscape

Changing landscape
These looked a little different and seemed taller but it might have just been that the trees around them were smaller, not sure but they were back. We did pass a car on the side of the road that was facing the way we were driving but on the other side and there seemed half a dozen people with it with a sing song session going with a guitar. There bonnet was up, but they seemed happy enough. We arrived at the turn off to the Bungle Bungle Caravan Park and there was a van of three French tourists there, 2 girls and a guy. We
Rain on the windscreen

Changing landscape
stopped there as they were walking out to us, they were asking for a lift into the park as they had an ordinary minivan which the signs said were not suitable for the road in. we apologised as we have no back seats and went to the gate to go in and low and behold “Closed” due to 1080 Poisoning! The station was closed as they were doing poisoning but the park was open, they had just done it that morning! We went in as we had to turn around with the van on and went to the Van Park and there was no one there so we did our 180 turn and drove out. Another quick chat with the lovely tourists (they were heading to
Girt and Trude before the resort

Road into Paarry Creek Farm
Fitzroy Crossing and had been here 6 months and had another 4 to go) and we hit the road again. The decision was made to go on to Wyndham another 3 hours down the road. We pulled in at Warmun (was Turkey Creek but the local name is Warmun so they changed it, except the roadhouse which is Turkey Creek Roadhouse) we filled up our gas. Maureen got a sandwich for us and as we were eating it I suddenly thought I was in India! (you will appreciate this Mike) Not only was it hot and dusty, but as we were sitting there, 3 big Brahman Bulls wondered through the servo. Calm as you like, totally ignored by
Road out of Parry Creek Farm

Found Parry Creek
everyone and they just munched their way through and one lay down and started chewing his cud. The only thing that made me realise that I was not in India was that they were the healthiest looking cattle I had seen, oh and the two Rebel Bikies sitting next to us in the shade!

Back on the road and drove on. You could tell that some people got creative with the names of places again, such as Doon Doon and Waggubun and others such as Crocodile Hole ( which hole, front or back it did not say) or there were possibly two Mabels in town and two creeks needed naming so they named them after how they differentiated between the two Mabels – Big Mabel Creek and Little
Donkey at caravan Park

Plant
Mabel Creek, bet that went down well with the ladies in question. We drove on and started to listen to the Dockers in the grand final and it started to rain! Not that heavy, but constant. The ground was changing a lot now with lovely ranges and huge hills thrusting up out of the ground and the haze we had seen around them and guessed was smoke from the fires turned out to be rain and there were puddles on the road and I had to use the windscreen wipers and the dust was washed off the bonnet! We were now heading for a station stay (given that our last one had bombed today) at a place called Parry Creek Farm Tourist Park that was 14kms short of Wyndham and 8kms in off the road, no probs. Well we
Close as you can get to Port Wyndham

Crocodile Farm open - now closed
turned off and the road, I mean track or should I say Creek, was a little rough and had been flooded. No problemo, Trude was getting used to all this track travel and it would get better surely, this was a Resort, it said so on the sign! Well it was a resort, a last resort.

The drive in was fun, the road was rough as guts and we went along at about 20kmh, it was flooded and we had water all over the bonnet and then we hit the mud and Trude was not prepared for that and slid a bit before I got control. We got to the resort and there was no one there as in no vans or tents or anything. We could see the layout for tents and vans by the tops of the markers above the water, it was flooded out. So turn around and back out we drove, we hit the mud again but at a
Residency

Why it was never used
different angle and Girt went one way Trude went the other! We were on ice and trying to go in all directions at once. I got control of the slide but we hit a huge puddle, and I mean huge. Water (mud filled red water) went up over the top of the car, over the roof and down the other side. The Caravan got a good sloshing right up to the tops of the windows! Trude pulled us clear and away we went, just like kids in puddles, water over the bonnet, mud spraying everywhere, great fun, until we stopped and looked at the mess!

We drove on listening to the Dockers lose, but put up a good fight, until we hit Wyndham. The town is not much in size and really has not much to offer as a town, but it is still quaint and worth a visit. We found the Caravan Park and pulled in. The office is closed but a sign said pick a site and call a number to let them know, so we picked a site and unhitched Girt and set her up. We had arrived at about 3, as we had left by 8:30 this morning. We left Girt and went for a drive around town to see the sites. There was a crocodile farm, a lookout, the old port to mention a few. We could not find the lookout, we found the crocodile farm in the Botanical Gardens that had closed down and been converted to the farm and the sign said it was closed for the wet season! So we had a look at the port, but you cannot get to the port as it is closed off to the public! So back to Girt and as we drove back we stopped at the service station and it was the Tourist info place as well. Maureen went in and found that the lookout was there, you just had to drive through the housing area and it is not signed.

Our plan right now is to get up early, go to the lookout then go off-roading out to Diggers Rest Station to see the Police Boab as well as a crocodile pool then from the Station, we can continue on down to the Gibb River Road then back to Wyndham. The final route will depend on the road conditions.