Saturday 27 July
We arrived in Kununurra yesterday afternoon after decamping tents in the National Park and then back to the road junction to pack up the vans for the trek up the bitumen through scenery that included massive orange ranges and baobab trees. You have no idea what it felt like to see a large body of water after so long.
Today is a rest day (cough). As the upright fridge in the trailer died, we need more fridge capacity for a) food on the Gibb River Road or b) beer on the Gibb River Road, depending on who you ask.
The rest day has included washing clothes, repacking the van and car, purchasing a supplementary car fridge for the food/beer, replacing a mat in the van that scored a big olive oil hit, shopping for food (the beer and wine was purchased last night), and buying additional hot weather clothing for Himself.
Before breakfast, I wandered down to show you the view that we have from our site on Lily Creek Lagoon in this large service town for the district. Before you look at them, know that we are heading off again tomorrow in search of more dirt, rocks and corrugations as we have become so fond of them. Know also, dear ones, that I will be bringing you up to date wherever and whenever Telstra has seen fit to provide coverage.
1. When loading meat, particularly of the minced variety into the car fridge, be sure that it is:
a) already frozen
b) in a package that will not enable it to comfortably entrench itself into the cage of the freezer.
2. When heading out with a group of people for two nights into a camp where you must bring your own lodgings, water, food, shower facilities etc, always ensure that the second night’s meal is planned and that a conversation has taken place amongst all of you before hand. I don’t know about you, but I haven’t eaten a hodgepodge savoury mince for years (and that was a close thing, given point 1).
We did eat particularly well on the first night though after the boys ensured we had fire. They would have made great cave men.
They love to spend time making sure that the location of the camp is just right.
They have a fascination with fire, and a very useful ability to ensure that limited supplies of wood are distributed fairly among all campers at a site to ensure that we get to eat.
My personal favourite. They are VERY good at rigging up a private shower space for use after dusty walks in the Bungle Bungles.
In Michael Morcombe and David Stewart’s excellent Australian Birds app, the blue-winged kookaburra is described thus:
“More colourful than [the] Laughing Kookaburra but has rather unpleasant, staring white eyes.”
You be the judge.
The first three photos are of one visitor who popped in around dinner time on our first camping night in Purnululu National Park. He was so impressive (and somewhat of a poser) that I felt he deserved a post of his own. He returned the next morning with two mates.
Note that he is not called the Blue winged Laughing Kookaburra like his eastern less colourful cousin. That is because he has the unfortunate incapacity to complete the laugh sequence. His colour, though, is sufficient compensation for his vocal limitations.
We spent two days with the walking boots on, clambering over rocks to find palm glades, checking out the panoramic views from lookouts, tramping over river rocks that get smoother with flood waters most wet seasons, but are sucked dry of moisture at this time of the year.
Here are a few of my favourite shots from those walks. You may notice an attempt from me to be artistic somewhere in the mix.
Tuesday 23 July 2013 (written in Kununurra – 27 July)
At the junction of the Great Northern Highway and the road into Purnululu National Park is a van park which is where we spent Tuesday night. Before heading in with tents to spend two days walking the tracks around the northern and southern edges of the ranges we took a flight to get a sense of the scale of this World Heritage area.
I’m not going to provide details on size, dear ones, as I know you can Google it if interested and my brain did not retain the information being relayed by the pilot. This is why.