Kate tells me that I am being a bit lazy with the blog posts, but it is part of a plan and is very much a result of us having such a good time that I simply have not had time to write about it!
We have now arrived in WA and are currently in Kununurra, but as always, I will go back to where I left off and continue the journey. I will apologise in advance for what will inevitably be a very verbose post – we have been to so many amazing places and continue to marvel at what an astoundingly diverse and beautiful country we live in.
As predicted, we duly left Darwin on Friday the 1st and travelled back down the Stuart Highway to Edith Falls, or Leliyn as it is now properly known. This is part of Nitmiluk National Park and is about 66 kilometres from Katherine Gorge as a raven would fly, or as the Morris-es would walk, as they did how-ever many years ago, along the Jatbula Trail.
We did not get much further before we reached Joe Creek Picnic Area
and decided that we just had to do the Nawulbinbin Walk, which took us up to
the base of the escarpment cliffs. As we
climbed the vegetation became more lush and we were amongst the Livistona Palms
which grow in the cool of the shaded escarpment cliff base. The green of the vegetation against the red
cliffs and huge red rocks was stunning.
There were even ferns growing where water trickles down through the
cliffs and we were surprised to find some Aboriginal rock art about which my
notes had said nothing.
I could go on and on about this place, but will forsake the temptation
and shift the focus to the Big Horse Creek campground, again on the Victoria
River, in the western section of Gregory National Park, where we spent the next
two nights so we could have a look at this part of the park. Murray managed to ‘acquire’
a large Barramundi frame from one of the fishermen nearby and one of themany
Whistling Kites around was very pleased to take care of the tail and head of
the fish.
Monday was spent exploring the park. This section is less dramatic than the
eastern part, but beautiful nevertheless.
We drove down to Bullita Station on the banks of the East Bullita River,
which provided a fascinating glimpse into the lives of those who lived and
worked in these areas – the floods of the wet and then the droughts of the dry.
Wednesday was taken up with walks to the Durack Homestead (relocated before the dam was flooded) and trips to lookouts and the dam wall – all very impressive. Murray was brave and had a swim in the pool which was a little chilly – was nice lying in the sun beside it though!
On Thursday we were on the road to Kununurra very early as we were still operating on NT time and the hour and a half time difference was not yet registering with the body clocks. Meant we were set up in the caravan park by Lily Creek Lagoon by mid-morning so were able to go shopping and replace all the fruit and vegetables we had gobbled over the couple of days before encountering quarantine officers at the WA border.
Yesterday was occupied with shopping and packing for our trip up the
eastern end of the Gibb River Road. We
are leaving the vans here in Kununurra and tenting it for the next eight
nights. We leave tomorrow morning for
Home Valley Station, after which we will travel up to the Mitchell
Plateau. From there we will come back to
El Questro, where we will spend three nights. It is all very exciting and
as we are assuming there will not be any phone reception, this will be the last
you will hear from us until Monday of next week. Thank goodness everyone says as it will probably take until then to read all of
this and I know that the frustrations of using this program will take until then to dissipate and in the interim I will try to learn the art of sharing this with our friends without going on so much!
I'll leave you with sunset across Lily Creek Lagoon, Kununurra.
