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Rock art of Nabulwinjbulwin, an evil spirit who kills females by hitting them with a yam |
The unfortunate thing about blogging is that life can get in
the way of sitting down and getting it done. As a result, this blog is
embarrassingly late.
I believe that we left off in Hughendon stumbling home from
a beer filled night watching rugby. Let’s fast forward through all of the
driving and get to the good parts. There is an intersection near a town called
Tennant Creek where we stayed the night at a rather ordinary campground. From
here, the high way goes north to Darwin or south to Adelaide. In town, the
alcohol infused violence that plagues the area was evident by all of the shouting.
It reminded me a bit of what it was like to live in Old Strathcona during the
Oilers Stanley Cup playoffs. We made sure to stay in our campground at night
rather than venture too far. Early the next morning, we took off north to
Katherine to visit the famous gorge.
The town of Katherine is a rather typical town of the North
Territory with the exception of the tourists. There is luckily a gas station.
We were at a half tank when we passed a road house about half way from Tennant
Creek to Katherine, and we decided to continue on and fill up in a town called
Larimah. The unfortunate thing about that was that the gas station in Larimah
had burned down. The tank reached empty 20km out of Katherine, but the fumes
were enough to get us there. Lesson learned… Never leave a place with half a
tank if you can avoid it.
When we arrived we went straight to an overpriced campsite.
Fireworks went off that night for Territory Day. We enjoyed them very much
because Territory Day is June 1 – the same date as Canada Day!
We went to see the Katherine Gorge the next morning. It was
much too hot to get out and walk around during the daytime, so carrying Fenton
around was best done in the early morning. After a long hot hike through a
boulder path with bleeding eucalyptus trees and the odd boab, we finally
arrived at the Gorge. There is a very nice park near the gorge where many
locals and tourists sit, relax in the shade, and have picnics. We wondered if a
crocodile would show up at any time to cash in on someone’s sausages. As we
walked through the park, a brown snake dropped from a tree overhead and Greg
unknowingly stepped within a foot of it as it slithered away. Brown snakes are
one of the most venomous species in the world. We also had the fortune to see
large fruit bats and a wallaby on this walk.
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Can you spot the wallaby? |
That afternoon we continued north to Pine Creek. The
campsites there were very dirty and Greg decided to look into the Pine Creek
Resort just in case the rooms were affordable. For $110 a night, we stayed in
an air conditioned room with a shower. The rooms were very nicely refurbished
from old rail yard cars. It was our oasis. Even Fenton was joining in on the
high fives!
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Pine Creek Resort, our oasis in the desert |
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He is so like his father |
At Pine Creek, one can go east to Kakadu or west to
Lichfield. We chose the former. We drove early the next morning into the park,
enjoying the small hikes along the way, but most of all, the rock art.
The art on the rock dates back hundreds, and sometimes
thousands of years. Most of the art was for the purpose of story telling and
education. There were many lessons about mythical beings such as
Nabulwinjbulwin, an evil spirit who eats females after hitting them with a yam.
The paintings of animals, showing the important parts to eat were essential for
teaching survival skills. When walking through these areas, it was easy to
imagine how it was ideal for groups to congregate in the shade to enjoy the
picture show. In Jabiru we climbed to the top of the same escarpment that
Crocodile Dundee stood when he was showing the reporter where the crocodile had
nabbed him. The scenery is breathtaking to say the least.
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Cutta Cutta caves |
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Dance party |
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It was only a short drive to Darwin where we took a rather
short tour of the city. It was so hot during the day that it was extremely
difficult to walk for a very long time without feeling overwhelmed. And this is
winter… It was amazing to see the locals walking around with sweaters and
touques on!
Our final journey was a trip south again to take a day tour
through Lichfield National Park. This park has far more tourism due to the
beautiful waterfalls and swimming holes. The signs indicate clearly that the
rangers have made every effort to make sure that there are no salt water
crocodiles, but the “freshies” occupy the area. Apparently, fresh water
crocodiles don’t bite… often.
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A variety of termite mounds. The flat ones orient themselves North-South to control temperature. |
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An old tin mine |
Speaking of crocodiles, we made our way to Crocadilus Park, a zoo that has a big crocodile habitat. We watched the reptiles feed and even held a baby croc!
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Someone dropped the feeding stick. It will be a while before they get that one back! |
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This one was really big! |
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This was not easy for Heather |
Since we have returned home from Darwin there has been one
more trip. We did take a weekend to see Alice Springs, King’s Canyon, The
Olgas, and Uluru (also known as Ayers Rock). We were so lucky to share that
trip with friends Chad, Nicole, and Alex from Edmonton. During this trip we saw
the School of Air, a public distance education school that educates children
all over the outback, rode camels, nearly hit a camel on the highway, and
experienced a sunrise at Uluru. Amazing!
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Alex and Fenton - best friends with Uluru in the background |
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Mt Conner - often confuses tourists into thinking they are seeing Ayer's Rock |
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Camel stable |
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The vibrant orange and red colours of King's Canyon |
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The stained rocks at The Olgas |
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The old climbing route up Uluru |
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Sunrise at Uluru |
There are 7 weeks left before we fly from Brisbane to
Edmonton. Our feelings are mixed about the impending return. In some ways we
are happy to see our home again, yet there is so much here that will be missed.
As I sit here typing away outside, enjoying the balmy 20C day, sipping on an
apple cider, I remind myself that winter in Edmonton will be much different.