Day 48 Wednesday 25th August 2010 & postscript


Hello All from Boodjamulla (alias Lawn Hill) Gorge camping ground. We were awake early this morning and must have set some sort of record leaving Miyumba camp this morning at 805am mainly because we slept in the swag and had all the gear packed last night.


We were the only the people in the campground and were up at dawn to beat the heat. Must say they had the best composting toilets I have ever experienced absolutely odourless!

A short distance up the road we stopped at the Riversleigh World heritage fossil site which is actually 100km2. We took the short walking tour and pictures are posted above.

We continued on along a fairly rough road with one more shallow river crossing until we reached Adels Grove a commercial campsite with shop and fuel outside the park. We fuelled up at $1.73 per litre plus 3% surcharge for EFTPOS.

I noticed that Susan’s bike now in the front position had jumped out of it’s slot on the carrier with no damage and was replaced. Unfortunately it appears I left my trusty Sidchrome shifting spanner on the trailer as it has now disappeared, sighs. I drove the 8km back later but it was not in evidence.

It was warm in the park which is a basic national park camping site. It does have cold showers and rainwater (but no power) so it’s not totally primitive. The park is on a waterhole and gorge and is a delightful spot. I am glad we have 7 nights here. The canoe hire is $20 per hour so I am also glad we have the inflatable since one of the sights to see is 3 hours return by paddle. As mentioned earlier it is hot and a bit of a change after the iceberg at Peterborough.

The birdlife here is abundant and I have been delayed in my typing to stop and take pictures and sip on an ice cold beer from the fridge. We did a short walk to the cascades an area where the water leaves the waterhole. Very pretty.

Apparently last week there was a 2 meter freshwater crocodile in residence but not seen since before the weekend. The waterhole has abundant fish life since fishing is prohibited. The landing adjacent to our camp has a native fig tree overhanging the water. When a fig drops the turtles rise up and proceed to eat it.

3G reception to publish these posts is about a 6km drive up the road. More news tomorrow eager readers.

Cheers Simon

......POSTSCRIPT

As you would all be aware Simon likes to share my foibles with all, well revenge is sweet.....

I don’t think my shortcomings can top this one earlier this evening....

We were buzzing about getting things together to head up the road so Simon could post the blog, its dark by now and I was not wearing my head torch and neither was Simon. Simon is also known for being a trifle forgetful so it is usual that he asks me where he has put things – means I have to be forever watchful ....... anyhow

SIMON “have you seen my keys”
SIMON “I just had them a minute ago”
then frantic searching of pockets, the table, the car, back into the camper etc
SIMON “they were just here”
ME “I haven’t seen them”
round two Simon rechecks all previous locations then
SIMON (voice raised) “Bloody idiot, they were in my mouth”

Simon also has a habit of holding things between his teeth generally his glasses, which he also invariable looses several times a day!

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