Map of Trip-2006.
Map of Trip-2008.
Map of Trip-2009.
Map of Trip-2010.
Two months of winter have now passed and the temperature has not
dropped below 30C. This really is the way to live. When we left you
last month we had just had a few days in Broome before heading up to
Cape Leveque. The road up which can be a horror, was actually not too
bad with it taking us just on 3 hours. We arrived in
time to unpack, say gidday and then go 'on call' for the weekend. For
the first 3 weeks we were staying in the flat at the back of the clinic
which is really comfortable and only two metres from work. There is no
need to allow for traffic to get to work on time living there.
The weather for most of week 1 was still pretty ordinary (as was part
of our time in Broome) and we in
fact had a lot of very unseasonal rain, so much so that the road up
was closed for nearly a week, on and off. For that to happen at this
of year is most unusual to say the least. It must be that 'Global
Warming' thing. It seems anything that is slightly out of the ordinary
is blamed on global warming so that clearly must be the cause.
By the end of our first week it was still raining on and off , but that
didn't slow us down with what seemed like
10 social engagements already under our belt.
On Saturday Dave (these
guys are the neighbours at the other health house that we lived in last
year while up here) thought it would be nice to take us out in his boat
for a few hours to try and catch dinner, in the rain I might add. Well
off we went and yes, it did rain lightly for the first hour but when
so warm it doesn't seem to matter that much. We fished, moved spots,
fished and kept moving spots. We did really well with everyone catching
fish except Chris and myself which was most likely due
to the fact that we spent our entire time baiting, untangling,
de-snagging or re-attaching lost tackle. Both Harry and Alex did well
getting 3 or 4 fish each. We then cooked the fish over the open fire at
Dave's house, together with a few beers and tales about the ones that
got away. What a great way to end a great day out. What started as a
fishing trip for a few hours ended up taking all day and then into the
Now I don't wish to rub salt in the wounds of those of you who are down
south currently wearing more than shorts and a t-shirt, but this area
really is very, very hard to beat. It is so pure and so unspoilt
that it is hard to believe we are so close to Broome and that it
actually is 2010. How long it will stay like this, only time will tell,
but hopefully the locals are intelligent enough not to be lured by the
big bucks and therefore keep the large multinational
hotel chains and mines out of here for as long as possible. If they
seal more of the road, I think it will be shear numbers of people that
will eventually destroy this place. While
the unsealed section of the road is as bad as it normally is, the
number of people prepared to tackle it will remain at an acceptable
number. Unfortunately, like most places, things are a-changing.
I think one of the things I really like about these
places is the
complete freedom the kids have. They ride their bikes all over town,
they ride to the beach and explore, make things and generally act like
kids used to many years ago. They have freedom, they are safe and they
are being kids. This is how it should be. Harry and his little mate
Sharnie have been inseparable, cooking (or is that making one hell of a
mess), kicking the footy and playing basketball.
Three weeks into our nearly 3 month stay we had to change houses again
while a bit painful, really doesn't take that long. We moved into the
same house we stayed in last year which is about a 5 minute walk from
work. Now I
will have to get up earlier to be at work on time!!
The boys are as happy as a pig in, you get the picture, as our
neighbours, Dave and Tamar have 4 kids, two of which are the same age
as Alex and Harry. As if that is not good enough, they also have a big
trampoline that the kids seem to spend all day on, inventing all sorts
of new tricks.
We then had a 4 day break and again went to Broome for
some shopping and R/R. July, August and September are our busy birthday
months so we had some serious birthday shopping to do. We had a great
time, again being tourists. We went to the open air cinema and saw Toy
Story 3, which was excellent and well worth seeing, regardless of your
age. I love these shows and they really get you reflecting on your
childhood, and get you thinking about your mortality.
Very clever those writers at Pixar. Sunday night, along with half of
Australia, we watched the final episode of Master Chef. It is now time
to admit that late in the series we became addicted and wished we had
onto it earlier. We lobbed in on some friends with a large T.V. and
scoffed pizza while watching the show. A great night was had by all -
thanks Hannah and Brad!
We again visited Matso's Brewery, did sunset at Cable Beach and did
everything but relax. It was go, go, go. I had more new tyres put on
car and the camper trailer,
which worked out well as they were on special at BF Goodrich. We also
scored a free $300-00 air compressor for our trouble, which was good
timing as the old compressor is starting to make funny sounds.
have a beer at Matso's
Back to work on Wednesday and then Thursday we (me and the boys) spent
the day on a school cultural excursion down at one of the beaches
crabbing and fish spearing. Chris decided to stay home and have some
alone time. What a great day out and what skills the locals have
and are willing to share. I filled the ambulance up with as many kids
as could be seated and off we went. There was a convoy of about 10
troopies. Our destination was an area called Mudnun about 20 minutes
away. Let me tell you it's called Mudnun for a very good reason. The
tide was dead low and up the small creeks we ventured, on the hunt for
crab holes, and therefore hopefully crabs. The creeks started out sandy
which was great but soon turned to mud. In fact quicksand mud. At times
we were up to our knees in the stuff. Watch out if you lost your
balance. With your legs held tight falling meant your head hitting the
mud. What a mess. The group got about 12 crabs in total and
speared about the same number of fish, mainly rock cod. The locals are
pretty good with the old spears, spearing fish that I couldn't even
see. For lunch they lit a fire and had a big cookup. Now that's fresh.
Then to clean up we had a short drive to a swimming beach for a well
deserved swim. The water was warm, crystal clear and fairly shallow for
a long way out which apparently makes it easier to spot incoming crocs.
I kid you not. While swimming a fairly large shadow quickly made its
way towards us. My heart did skip a few beats until I realised it was
just a stingray. We then dropped the kids back off at school, cleaned
out the back of the ambulance and off home for a well deserved shower.
They have these cultural days every month, and yes, I will be throwing
my hand up again next month. Pick me!!!!
Cultural Day at Mudnun
The last weekend of the month was a time of great celebration
as it was Chris's birthday (not quite the big one. Yet!) Of course in
female fashion the celebrations had to be a huge event (someone has to
get the troops moving! - Ed) with the
expected gifts even bigger (Ha! Ha!) We booked a campsite at Kooljaman
know that was extremely romantic) and booked the new restaurant for
dinner (is that better?) to celebrate the auspicious event in style.
Saturday, (the actual day) was a great day with 'she who must be
apparently happy with the bucket full of pearl jewellery that we had
acquired for her. The weather was almost as beautiful with us spending
the day at the beach and then it was down to the Western Beach for
sunset before dinner. We had an excellent meal at the new
restaurant with plenty of laughs. Unfortunately, during the night
nature turned up the fan and boy did it blow. The camper trailer stood
up to it without as much as a flap of the canvas but I must say that
the very large limbs of the ghost gum (widow maker) that hung above us
did make me a little nervous. By the time the sun had poked its nose
over the horizon it was really blowing, so instead of packing up and
spending the day at Kooljaman, we instead packed up and went home, the
whole 15 kms and had one of those inside type days.
So that is it for July. We will be here at One Arm Point until the
middle of September and have all sorts of activities organised. There
will be fishing, sightseeing and a trip to the local pearl farm to have
a private tour of the seeding shed and the seeding process (opening the
pearl shell and implanting a small round foreign body in the gonad that
will hopefully become a pearl in years to come). This will be really
interesting and certainly not something that the general public gets to
Short and sweet. Catch you next month.
'Too much of a good thing can be wonderful, believe me'