Thursday 29 March 2012


22/3/12
The sounds of alarms woke occupants of both caravans this morning at the un-godly hour of 6.00am. The reason for this extraodinary event is that we are driving to the gorges of the East McDonnell ranges this morning. ETD is 7.30am. With stomachs full of coffee and tea it was all go at the appointed hour. We were on the road after a short detour to top up the fuel tanks and heading for the first stop - Emily Gap. It was a pleasant drive of about 10kms to Emily Gap. The air temperature in the shade was cool and the girls were rushing to find anything in the car they could put over themselves to ward off the breeze. I suggested a can each of Harden-up but they used the last can on the second day of the trip. The Emily and Jessie Gaps are small gaps in the Heavitree Range. It appears creeks have eroded the range over millions of years. The high sandstone walls of the range have been uplifted to form vertical lines of strata that become effected by wind and rain and large chunks have fallen away. The creek was dry but full of white sand. Every now and then Ghost Gums and River red gums break the scenery. Our next stop was at Jessie Gap. This is a similiar gap in the range to Emily. Again the creek had white sand and the high sandstone walls towered above us. It would be a great place to have a picnic and BBQ up some snags. We contiued on and our next stop was Corroboree Rock. A large clump of rock that was never used by them for a corroboree but it was named that anyway. It could be described as a miniture version of one of the Glass House Mountains. As a natural feature it was very impressive. After following the track that took us completely around Corroboree Rock so that we could see if from every angle it was next on to Trephina Gorge. We walked through a fairly rough track to the Gorge and it was worth it. If it wasn't so chilly the girls would have gone for a swim. Although Mary-Anne nearly did while showing us her skills as a broad jumper to cross a narrow stretch of water blocking the track on the sandy creek bed. The sides of the gorge towered above us and the river red gums were spectacular. We had lunch in the car park to regain our strength before heading off and driving to the Ross River Resort. It was unspectacular and a quick drive through was sufficient. We tried to drive to N'Dhala Gorge but the road was closed due to recent heavy rain. It was three tired nomads who eventually made it back to the caravan park that afternoon.

23/3/12
Today we headed west to visit the West McDonnell Ranges. To say the drive was scenic would be an understatement. We drove some 100kms to visit Ormiston Gorge first and planned to visit other gorges on the way back. The Ormiston Gorge was again breathtaking with sheer natural beauty. The rock features of the gorge walls here are similar to all the others we have seen and just as impressive. The shaded area at the water hole was cool but the girls said it was cold due to the breeze. We left and drove to Serpentine Gorge. The walk in to Serpentine Gorge was fairly tough over a rough track but the large water hole at the end with its River Red Gums and again towering rock walls was worth it. On the way back Karen suggested that we take the Lookout track to the lookout which was supposed to be one of the best views in Central Australia. Up and up we climbed on a track that wasn't a track. Mountain goats and sure footed rock wallabies were falling and slipping on the loose rocks and disappearing over the edge of the precipitous slope. We climbed for about an hour and the top was still a thousand feet above us. We all had legs of jelly and the thinning air was taking its toll. Snow caps could be seen on the peak and it was decided that the view could get stuffed (We certainly were!!) and the dangerous decent was undertaken. If not for our trusty walking poles to sure up our balance we all surely would have perished. It was hugs all round when we finally reached the foot of the mountain and the fairly rough track on the way in was like a super highway on the way out. After a short rest our next stop on the way back was Standley Chasm. We were confronted with a fee to exert ourselves to view this natural wonder and the girls said NO!! The girls couldn't believe when all the other gorges were free and on principal decided not to go. I looked at a photo of it instead. Then it was onto Simpsons Gap. After an easy short walk we were once again confronted by enormous rock walls on either side of the Gap. A water hole blocked the gap but the shade near the water was great. On the way home we stopped at the site of John Flynn's grave and monument. John Flynn realised how the outback people were suffering because inadequate access to health care. He founded the Royal Flying Doctor. The monument was very neatly kept and was part of a roadside rest area.

24/3/12
A not so early start today. The girls did some washing and then it was into town for some shopping. We all walked up Todd's Mall and once all the supplies were restocked it was onto the Alice Springs Desert Park. What an amazing place. There are areas set aside as 'Sand Country, Woodlands Country and Desert River Country'. They even have a salt pan, clay pan and a gypsum pan. All these areas are in one big circular walk and you move from one to the other. It has all been planted, constructed and cultivated from scratch. There are bird enclosures every now and then where you can see and identify some of the local species. The Nocturnal House is extremely well set out and the animals, snakes, lizards and insects that only appear under the cover of darkness are there to be seen. The climax of the day was the wild bird show. A park ranger presented on command different wild birds to perform for the audience. The wild birds, we found out later, were housed in cages behind the outdoor stage and were released for each segment of the performance. But that doesn't matter, it looked real and they performed well. The last performer was not of the feathered kind but an echidna. I never thought you could train one of them. It was a great day and well worth the entrance fee.

25/3/12
We left Alice Springs about 9.30am and headed south on the Stuart Highway. Our first stop was at a place called Stuart's Well. This is a roadhouse and caravan park. What a great place and the man who owns it is a character and would have many stories to tell. From there we continued south and turned onto the Lasseter Highway at Erldunda. We continued another 60 odd kilometres and stopped for the night at a rest area in sand and desert oak country. The rest area was called Kernot Range Rest Area, free camping and a lovely spot. Karen and I walked up our first ever RED sand hill. It is difficult to come to terms with the sand being a bright red and not white. I don't know what I prefer. It was a wonderful place with shade and a cool breeze. Maryanne put her shower/toilet tent up for the first time. Sleeping should be great with the breeze.
26/3/12
We left our desert oasis rest area at 10.10am and drove 165kms to the Kings Creek Station. It is a working cattle and camel station as well as a tourist orientated caravan and camping setup. The people are nice and friendly and full of advice. Our site is really lovely and we had a shed attached which had a large table and bench seats as well as a stainless steel bench and sink area and yellow fluorescent lights to help keep the insects at bay. Early in the afternoon we went for a drive to Kathleen Springs. It was short pleasant trip through more sandy counry. The walk to the Springs was a wheelchair friendly track and fairly easy going. The water hole at the end of the chasm appeared deep and was ringed by high rocks walls and River Red Gums. We couldn't go for a swim because the rainbow serpent lives in this one. It (the rainbow serpent) seems to live in all the most beautiful places. Funny that! Back at the Kings Creek Cattle Station the girls decided to try out the swimming pool because it was so hot. The water wasn't though! But it was very refreshing. We amused ourselves until 6.15pm and then went for a walk to Tank Hill to view the sunset to the west and the changing colours of the ranges to the north. Tank Hill was so high and the 360 degree view was endless. There were no clouds to enhance the sunset but the clear skies just lit up as the sun approached the horizon. The ranges became a bright deep red and the surrounding country below took on a golden appearance. When the sun had set the stars came out and the natural performance continued. Billons of tiny white lights lit up the sky but the standout performers were the stars of the Southern Cross. We all will sleep well tonight.
27/3/12
The alarm clocks went off at 5.00am this morning so we could get an early start and arrive at Kings Canyon before the sun had risen too far. We left at 6.10am and drove about 36kms to the car park at Kings Canyon. We had a choice of the Rim walk or the Creek walk. After seeing the start of the Rim walk disappear up a loose rocky-stepped very steep and high slope, we decided that the Creek walk would be more suited to our relaxed life style. I think we made the right choice. The walk again provided us with views of 270 metres high vertical rock walls and numerous River Red Gums, Coolibah, Ghost Gums and a very rocky creek bed. There were many very photogenic spots that caught our keen eyes and the cameras copped a hiding. At the end of the walk there is a raised platform that allows views to the end of the Canyon and up at the very massive and impressive North and South walls. It was the South wall that changed colour for us as the yellow sun peeked into the Canyon. Again the cameras were very active. Of all the gorges, gaps and chasms we have seen in the past few days Kings Canyon would have to be the Grand Daddy of them all without doubt. After walking back out we had a quick bite to eat and a cup of tea each. Then we drove further west about 6kms to the Kings Canyon Resort. We had a quick drive around and found a Shell Roadhouse opposite but still part of the resort complex. The petrol was cheap here at $2.09 per litre and I filled the Prado. The price of ULP at Kings Creek Station is $2.24 per litre and Diesel is $2.25 per litre. We had a quiet drive back to our caravans and once home the girls did some washing and started to cook a chocolate cake in Mary-Anne's Webber Baby Q while I updated the diary from the last few days and downloaded hundreds of photos.
28/3/12
We had a sleep-in this morning and took our time packing up. We didn't have to be out of the caravan park until 10.00am and we only had about 100kms to travel. We left right on 10am and had a leisurely drive to the Mt Connor Lookout. It's hard to believe what such a hugh mesa would be doing all by itself in the middle of such a vast flat landscape. However I'm glad it chose where it did. Mt Connor is a fair distance from the lookout but it is still large and impressive. Just imagine what it would look like up close. We took a short walk up a red sand hill, on the opposite side of the highway from the lookout and were greeted by the vista of a large salt lake. This contrasted with the redness of the sand. What a great spot. If you looked north the salt lake was in view and to the south was Mt Connor. After soaking up the scenery we decided to travel back 7kms to the Curtin Springs East Rest Area. It is a large rest area with two water tanks and two under cover picnic tables but no toilet. There was no one there and we had the pick of the camping spots. There was not a cloud in the sky and the solar panels were smiling from handle to handle when we put them out. It was about 1.00pm when we set up camp and we enjoyed a relaxing afternoon soaking up the shade from our awnings and the cool desert breeze. It was a different story if you were in the sun where the afternoon temperature would have been in excess of 40 degrees.


                                                      Emily Gorge East McDonnell Ranges


                                                Corroboree Rock East McDonnell Ranges


                                               Trephina Gorge East McDonnell Ranges


                                             Ormiston Gorge West McDonnell Ranges


                                              Simpsons Gap West McDonnell Ranges


                             Camped under the Desert Oaks on the way the Kings Canyon NT


                                     Sunset from Tank Hill at Kings Creek Cattle Station NT


                                                    Part of the track to Kings Canyon


South Wall of Kings Canyon at sunrise


                                      Mt Connor from the lookout on the Lasseter Highway


                                         Salt lake behind sand dune at Mt Connor Lookout                             

Thursday 22 March 2012

20/3/2012

It was great sleeping last night. There was a strong cool breeze blowing through the windows all night. None of us had to use the 12v fans. It was slightly cloudy but almost perfect solar panel conditions when we woke. We left the panels out as long as possible before setting off and heading to a World War 11 staging camp a few kilometres south of where we camped last night. It was called the New Barrow Staging Camp. It housed approximately 1000 troops at any one time while waiting to be sent to battle fields further north. It was wonderful to walk through the low scrub and discover concrete slabs and evidence of past activity. It is hard to believe that it was 70 odd years ago that this place was a hive of activity. From there we drove to the Central Mount Stuart Memorial. This is the place where John MacDouall Stuart climbed Central Mount Stuart and declared it to be the geographic centre of Australia. We had lunch and a cold drink (non alcoholic) and it was on the road again to Ti Tree a small aboriginal township. We refuelled at the Mobil Road House then drove a further 45kms to Prowse Gap Rest Area. This is where we will spend the last night before arriving at Alice Springs tomorrow, hopefully. It is a secluded rest area separated from the highway by a row of low shrubs. There is a toilet and a water tank. The solar panels are out and working overtime in the bright sunshine.

21/3/2012

We were on the road, early for us at 9.15am and drove a whole 10kms and stopped at a historical hand dug well. The well was dug by Ned Ryan in 1889. The stone works are extraodinary. Across the highway is the historic ruins of the Glen Maggie homestead. The roof has gone but the stone work is still in good condition. It is amasing what people built in the middle of nowhere over one hundred years ago. Many of the materials were gathered locally and others transported thousands of miles. It was back on the road and a short distance later the girls wanted to call in and see the township of Aierlion.  There is not much there but the most striking feature is the statues of an aboriginal male, female and young child. They must be twelve feet high. Then it was another short drive of 30kms and we had to stop and see the Tropic of Capricorn Rest Area. We also had lunch there. By this time we had been travelling about 2 hours and travelled a total of 50kms. I started to think we would not make the 120kms to Alice Springs today. The girls were given an ultimatum - NO MORE STOPS!!!! It worked and we arrived at Alice Springs at about 12.30pm. We had a quick drive around town to check things out and the girls went beserk when they saw a K Mart. It was then onto the caravan Park. The name is great - G'Day Mate caravan park. $30 per night is not too bad and the park is great. There is green grass and plenty of shade trees. The best thing is air conditioning for sleeping. After tea we went to Anzac Hill to view the sunset. What a spectular view. We were as high as the surrounding McDonnell Ranges and you could see the whole of town and the surrounding country.



                                  Explanation of the use of the camp and a map of it's layout


                                            A heavy steel drum probably used to boil water


                                                    The Central Mount Stuart Memorial


                                                              Wording on the plaque


                                                     Sunset at Prowse Gap Rest Area


                      Statue of female and child aborigine.  Couldn't show the male he was rude.


                                                       Stone work at Ned Ryan's well


                                                   Ruins of Glen Maggie Homestead


                                              Tropic of Capricorn north of Alice Springs


                                               Sunset from Anzac Hill at Alice Springs

Wednesday 21 March 2012

18/3/2012

Today we woke to no rain but very overcast skies and a little wind (Not from me). Even though we got up early and had very little to pack up it seemed to take ages to get ready. I suppose the holiday mode has kicked in and we are doing everything in slow motion. I usually do that in the afternoon after some bourbons, not in the mornings. However we did eventually hit the road about 9.20am and drove for nearly 2 hours and stopped for morning tea at the 41 Mile Bore Rest Area. We enjoyed the company of Dave and Linda who we first met in Camooweal a couple of days ago and they also spent the night at Barkly Roadhouse with us. We are all heading for the Three Ways Roadhouse and Tennant Creek tonight. The 41 Mile Bore Rest area would be a great place to spend a night if the sun was shining as there are plenty of places to set up. Also it was on a dirt road. It was time to leave and continue along the Barkly Highway and off we went with the sound of country music blasting into the surrounding burnt out landscape. As you can guess Karen was riding with Mary-Anne and I was alone and able to play with all my electronic toys without fear of being told to keep my eyes on the road every couple of seconds. YAHOO!!! We eventually arrived at the Threeways Road House at about 11.45am and again met up with Dave and Linda. We were all a little disappointed because we assumed that the Threeways was at the T Junction (where the Barkly and the Stuart Highways meet) but we had to head a short way north of the junction to see it. We refuelled just because we could and we like paying $1.90 a litre. Then we headed south towards Tennant Creek. Before we got there we had three diversions. The first was to The Pebbles which were very disappointing from a touristy point of view. There were a couple of granite boulders heaped up and that was that. There are more granite boulders outside Stanthorpe that are more inspiring for me. On the other hand, if there wasn't the threat of rain it would be a great place to free camp. Then it was onto the Old Tennant Creek Telegraph Repeater Station about 200 metres from the turn off to the Pebbles. What a great example of pioneer architecture. It appears that renovation work is presently underway and it would have been great to see the buildings fully restored. It was a short drive from the Telegraph Station to the Mary Ann Dam. Is there anything familiar with that name? How many brothers have a sister who has a dam named after her? (I am unique!) It was a short drive from the dam to the town of Tennant Creek. We took a drive through town without incident and started looking for the turnoff to the Juno Bush Camp. As you could expect we passed it without spotting the sign and had to turn around on a narrow road. The drive to Juno's was very picturesque with the McDouall Ranges to our right. However Juno's looked like a Nazi concentration camp run by Arab Terrorists. I convinced Mary-Anne and Karen, with little argument, that a caravan park I had spotted on the drive to Juno's was more salubrious and we again turned around. This time on an even narrower road. We eventually arrived at the Outback Caravan Park which was like an oasis in the wilderness. We will spend another very relaxing night in air conditioned comfort again!!!

19/3/2012

We all saw something very unusual when we came out of the caravans this morning. There was a strange colour to the sky and there was a bright yellow light shining. Hell, we thought, it was armageddon but, no, it was cloudless skies and the sun was shining. It has been a week since we have seen anything resembling fine weather. So far it has not been very solar panel friendly weather for much of the trip. After standing and gazing in amazement for half an hour it was time to pack up before the clouds found where we were. We eventually headed south after Karen and Mary-Anne ran the gauntlet through the Monday morning Centrelink crowd to get to the local foodstore for fruit and emergency supplies. It was my job to guard the cars and caravans, on my own, so we didn't have to hire a car to come home (if you know what I mean). Our next stop was the Devil's Marbles. Now if you have ever seen a beat up old car one day and the next day you see a magnificent 120 Prado you get a mental image of the difference between the Pebbles, that we saw yesterday, and the DEVIL'S MARBLES. They are huge and majestic. It was great to be able to walk through, around and over some of the large granite boulders. (Stanthorpe, eat your heart out today). We drove to a camping area within the National Park and had lunch after I persuaded a resident dingo to share a shaded picnic table under a covered shelter. The dingo stayed close just in case something was dropped from our plates. I kept our babies (the Prado and the Nissan) under close observation while we ate so the dingo would not run away with them. It was very hard to keep one eye on the dingo and the other on the Devil's Marbles but I am used to doing two things at once. Our next stop down the Stuart Highway was Wycliffe Well, the UFO capital of Australia. You are greeted by aliens and a space ship as you walk to the shop. Once inside, the walls are lined with newspaper clippings of everything UFO and aliens. Karen even bought me an alien BBQ apron. I think someone should tell her I'm not an alien, even though men are supposed to be from Mars. We found a great free camping spot at Taylor Creek Rest Area. It is about 290kms north of Alice Springs and, like all the places we stay at, it is out in the middle of nowhere. There is no noise and even though we are right next to the Stuart Highway there is bugger all traffic. Occasionally we hear a cow moo as there is a creek bed near. We will have a cook up tonight of lamb chops, sausages, boiled potatoes, pumpkin and peas, and then after a few bourbons an early night. 


                                                       The unspectactular pebbles


                                                    Tennant Creek Telegraph Station


                                The Telegraph Station buildings are being renovated at present


                                                 I DON'T have a dam named after me!!!


                              Our caravan sites at the Outback Caravan Park Tennant Creek


                                 Now that's more like it.  The Devil's Marbles are not pebbles


                                       Karen was like a jack rabbit climbing over everything


                                               There really are aliens at Wycliffe Well

Saturday 17 March 2012

16/3/2012

It was a bit rainy again this morning but we managed to get everything packed up in between showers. After Mary-Anne got back from filling her jerry can and gas bottle we hit the road and headed for Camooweal. The road was exceptionally good and after leaving the hilly country around Mt Isa we drove through open grazing land that once again stretched to the far horizon. Camooweal is a quaint little place in the middle of nowhere. We went to the Post Office and collected mail that had been forwarded for us. We now have new drivers licenses, a new RACQ card and my rego label. Mary-Anne's mail was not there but she arranged for it to be sent to Alice Springs. The lady in the Post Office was so nice, nothing was a bother for her. After a short stop in Camooweal it was onto the border crossing into the Northern Territory a few kms out of town. We stopped and took some obligatory photos and then headed off again. The country is so open and storms filled all horizons. We drove through a few small rain showers and eventually arrived at Avon Downs Rest Area. We found a good site not far from the toilets and set up camp. Some time ago I had promised to cook Mary-Anne some authentic Australian Spaghetti bolognaise and Karen volunteered me to cook it tonight. I outdid myself this afternoon and even I had to admit it was the best mince I have ever cooked. The spaghetti wasn't bad either. The bourbon with it was even better. After tea we relaxed and enjoyed the scenery and the sounds of distant thunder. An early night is planned.

17/3/2012

No rain this morning but very windy and overcast. Michael is now called Captain Heartless because he wouldn't help a couple of male backpackers who had run out of petrol at Avon Downs and Mary-Anne and I are called Mother Hens because we would have liked to give them some of our precious spare fuel. Captain Heartless said NOOOOOO!!! We must add that there was a Police Station directly across the road from the Rest Area where we were staying. Captain Heartless said that the police should be the first port of call for stranded motorists. We packed up and were on the road by 9.00am and heading for the Barkly Homestead and Roadhouse about 200kms west. We had morning tea at Wonarah Rest area in between rain showers and gusty wind. But the cuppa's were nice and the stretch of the legs was good. With only 40kms to travel after leaving the Rest Area we arrived at Barkly Roadhouse at about midday. We refuelled ($1.99.9 for diesel and $1.97.9 for ulp). Then we paid for two caravan powered sites under huge shady trees. It was $28 each. The shade is a bonus as our air conditioner is working overtime. Mary-Anne doesn't feel the heat and has all her windows open. We plan an early tea and early to bed, in air conditioned comfort!!! Karen will probably put her electric blanket on. Today is St Patrick's Feast Day. Thanks to Veronica we all enjoyed some chocolates to celebrate. (Appearently it negates the fasting for Lent and chocolates are OK, Mary-Anne assures me!!). Tomorrow we are heading for Tennant Creek.


                     Looking back towards the smoke stack of the Mt Isa Mine (far left corner)


                         Which way to go?  Karen and Mary-Anne said 'Go West Young Man!!'


                                                  Morning tea on the way to Camooweal


At the border before crossing into the Northern Territory


Relaxing after a beautiful tea at Avon Downs Rest Area


Barkly Homestead and Roadhouse NT



                                 What a top spot at the caravan park at the Barkly Homestead

Thursday 15 March 2012

14/3/2012

It was a bit cloudy this morning but no rain as yet. We were on the road by 9.20am and had a hugh distance to travel to make it to our next destination of Mt Isa. A whole 60kms!! We travelled through some of the most rugged and picturesque country I have ever seen. The stoney hills are just amazing. As we drove I kept looking for signs of Mt Isa in the distance but could see nothing man made. Then all of a sudden there was the Mine right in front of us. It's hard to believe a whole city can be hidden from view and in an instance it suddenly appears. We had a drive through town and stopped at a Super Cheap store for some needed items. Mary-Anne needed a 12 volt fan for when we don't have electricity and a few other items. We also bought some gear that we needed. Then it was onto the Information Centre to collect some reading material for the next leg of our journey. No expense was spared with this establishment. It was huge and also conducts mine orientation courses as well as having a mine museum and Riversleigh dinosaur display. The girls collected information booklets about every place between Mt Isa and Perth and all for free. We left the Information centre and found our caravan park on the outskirts of town. It is called the AAOK caravan park. We obtained adjoining sites and quickly hooked up the electricity so the air conditioners could be turned on 24/7. It was about 36 degrees in the shade. After setting up we went back into town so the girls could have some retail therapy. I was lucky enough to find a BCF for some retail therapy of my own. When we were all shopped out we drove out of town some 15kms to have a look at the Moondarra Dam. It is a great spot and would be a tremendous location for a picnic. We ventured back to the caravan park for happy hour or should that be HOURS.  

15/3/2012

It was raining this morning when we got up. Mary-Anne and Karen wanted to wash today and hang all the clothes out in the sun to dry. They are of the adaptive type and the rain did not deter them from their task. All clothes are now squeeky clean and packed away. I amused myself this morning by jacking up the caravan and crawling underneath to try and find out why the water tanks would not fill completely. I have been finding that the air is not escaping from the tanks and the compressed air in the tanks blows out litres of water when it appears they are full. After half dropping the front tank about 120mm I was able to see how the breather system was connected to both tanks. I followed the hose to a small outlet above, but out of sight, of the filler hole. With the assistance of a our wolf eye torch I could see that a mud wasp had built a nest in the hole. After the mud was removed I connected the hose, filled the tanks and the breather hose worked as it should. The result was two completly filled water tanks for the first time since we left home. After a lunch of picklets, jam and cream the girls went shopping and I visited my former District Officer at the Mt Isa Police Station. It was great to catch up!!!! The heavens opened in the afternoon and when we arrived back at the caravan park there was water puddling everywhere. The weather situation here is frustrating for us travellers. We have been told of flooding rains in northern NT and soon in Mt Isa and the Gulf country. It looks like we will travel to Camooweal and then have to turn left at the Three Ways and head towards Alice Springs instead of heading to Darwin. As Ned Kelly once said 'Such is life'. A caravanner's life is so tough but we are enjoying being so adaptable as we can change our plans whenever we want.



Half way between Cloncurry and Mt Isa


The Mt Isa Airport


 

Tuesday 13 March 2012

11/3/2012

I woke up this morning to discover that our neighbour had dropped off some 'CRAWDADS' (fresh water crayfish) in a bucket. To Mary-Anne's HORROR!!! they were still ALIVE!!! and ready to chop a finger off. The look on her face was priceless, I wish I had a camera to record the moment. After selecting the biggest and fiercest the rest were offered back to the neighbour with the promise the ones I kept would be eaten for an entree tonight. We don't have much freezer space and four were all we could manage. We packed up and hit the road again. For Karen and I it was new country to be discovered. Mary-Anne had visited Winton before and had travelled through this country. It was glorious to look either side of the car and see the country stretch far away and eventually meet the sky. No hills or mountains to block the expansive horizon. We eventually made it to Winton, but being Sunday nothing was open. We walked to the North Gregory Hotel and arranged to camp in the back yard for free. No power but there was water though and no showers. The hotel is under going extensive renovations and the grounds were very unkept. I suppose they are hoping to have everything ready for the tourist season starting in a month or so. We unfortunately arrived a month too early. We cooked and ate the Crawdads as an entree and then had a hearty meal of steak and spaghetti bog respectively.

12/3/2012

Karen and Mary-Anne again got up early and went for a walk around town and found me up and enjoying a cup of coffee on their return. We packed up and at 9.15am left the cars and caravans at the hotel and walked to the local shops and eventually made it to theWaltzing Matilda Centre. It is the only museum in the world dedicated to a song. However there is much more to see as the Qantilda museum is attached. Karen thought it was better than The Stockmans Hall of The Fame. There are displays of old trains, carriages, machinery and tools and much more. It was great for the first three rounds. I lost the girls and after searching all the exhibits 5 times I couldn't find them. I sat at the front door for an hour waiting very patiently and finally Mary-Anne emerged from a secret exhibit that had eluded me. Karen emerged about 10 minutes later. The reunion was great?. I was no longer alone in the middle of nowhere. We had an uneventful walk back to the caravans and had lunch. At about 2.00pm we left Winton and drove 176kms through more wonderful country to the Blue Heeler Hotel in Kynuna. There is a caravan park attached to the hotel with power and water and only $20 a night. It would have to be the most picturesque caravan park so far. The pub is old and full of atmosphere. What a great place!!!. Tonight we are going to splurge and have tea at the hotel. No preparing, cooking and best of all no washing up and then a very comfortable night sleeping in air conditioning. Oh the joys of electricity.

13/3/2012

We woke to a cloudy morning and a pleasant wind from the north east. We packed up and said goodbye to the Blue Heeler Hotel and headed 64kms north to the small town of McKinlay. There we were planning to have morning tea and a light beer at the Walk About Creek Hotel which was featured in the original Crocodile Dundee movie. But on arrival it was SHUT! Karen and Mary-Anne took some photographs of the pub while I walked some distance away and did some loud swearing. All was not lost as we drove another 20kms and had morning tea at a great rest area at Fullaton Creek. Then it was on the road again and after 64kms of great open plains we started driving through hilly country as we approached Cloncurry. We drove through town first and then went to the Mary Kathleen Park and Information Centre for lunch. The Information Centre was great. We saw Robert O'Hara Burke's original water bottle which was on display. The volunteer lady manning the Centre was also very informative and told us about the only QAS ambulance in existance that had been converted to run on railway tracks. After leaving the Information Centre we walked up about 100 steps to the top of a hill next to the park. After heaving in some oxygen we gazed in amasement over the whole of the Cloncurry township and surrounding countryside. It is an amazing spot to visit. The trip down the hill was easier and we walked through some old machinery on display in the park and found the railway ambulance in a shed with large glass viewing windows. Before we left town we drove to the Cloncurry airport and visited the place where Bob Crowe, my friend worked as a teenager refueling planes for pocket money. It was on the road again and we headed towards Mt Isa. About 60kms along the road we found a top rest area at Fountains Springs. We set up the vans and as it was still cloudy I dragged out the generator and fired it up for the first time this holiday. There is phone and internet connection even though we are still 60kms from Mt Isa. We will stay the night here and leave for Mt Isa in the morning.


                                                     A section of Arno's wall at Winton


                               The Waltzing Matilda display in the Waltzing Matilda Winton


                                              Drum set at the musical fence at Winton


                                                      Blue Heeler Hotel at Kynuna


                            View from hill beside the Mary Kathleen Memorial Par Cloncurry


                                                 Walk about Creek Hotel at McKinlay


                                          Fountain Springs Rest Area 60kms east of Mt Isa

Saturday 10 March 2012

7/3/2012

Karen and Mary-Anne got up early today. Karen went for a walk through the township of Morven while Mary-Anne put her feet up and read a book. I caught up on a lot of lost sleep and had a sleep-in. For morning tea we had picklets, jam and cream with tea and coffee. It's a hard life. After that the girls caught up on the washing using the white buckets and the specially adapted long handled plunger. After a lazy day around camp we went for a walk around town at 3.15pm, hoping to visit the museum. However on arrival it was shut. We did get to walk around the kerosene tin hut. In the depression times people could not afford building materials and used the tin from empty kerosene tins to cover roofs and walls. These were readily available because of kerosene fridges and stoves. We walked home past Sadlier's Waterhole. It is very picturesque and peaceful. At the moment it is full to the brim. Mary-Anne cooked a spaghetti bolognaise for tea and we are all as full as ten chooks. Tomorrow we leave and head towards Blackall. For $5.00 a night we were lucky enough to have power and water. There were only 18 powered sites, 6 in each site.

8/3/2012

9.15am today we left the Morven Recreation Reserve after one day of R&R and drove 84kms to Augathella. What a great place. It reminded me of Baralaba. There were murals on the sides of buildings and everything was neat and tidy. We discovered that the movie 'Smiley' was based on a young boy who grew up in Augathella. The movie also starred Australia's John Wayne, the one and only Chips Rafferty. After morning tea on the banks of the Warrego River it was on to Tambo. There we had lunch and refuelled. Then the girls took me for a walk around town and led me to the shop that makes Tambo Teddies. Fortunately we are on a budget and no Teddies were purchased (The cheapest item was $20.00 and the dearest I could find was $235.00). We headed off again and drove 100kms through some wonderful looking country to Blackall. We stopped at the Information Centre and got directions to the Barcoo River camp on the banks of the Barcoo River. It is $5.00 a night to free camp. You have to be self sufficient but there are toilet facilities and a water tap accross the road at the picnic area. It is a great spot with a few trees for shade and plenty of sun for the solar panels.

9/3/2012

Today Karen and Mary-Anne got up early and walked through town and saw the Jackie Howe statue in the main street and found the 'Black Stump' which was behind the Blackall State School. The 'Black Stump" is not a tree stump but a surveyor's marker point. After a quick breakfast we packed up and drove through town and ended up at the Blackall Wool Scour and shearing sheds. The wool scour is where the wool was washed and cleaned prior to it being exported overseas. The admission fee which was $13 included a guided tour of the complex and our guide was an old bushie called Beaver. He had a dry sense of humour and related personal experiences of having worked there as a boy and also at times was hard to understand. The whole operation was opened in 1908 shut down in 1978 and the intact building and machinery was left to its own devices for a number of years. A heritage committee was formed and the scour and shearing stands are now operational again.   It is the only steam driven shearing stand and wool scour remaining in Australia. It was getting on and we had to leave and drive 105kms to Barcaldine. We parked in the main street and walked through town. We saw the artifical Tree of knowledge. The original Tree of Knowledge was unforunately or fortunately poisoned in 2006. We then visited the Australian Workers Heritage centre. I called it the unofficial labor party headquarters. It was quite interesting if you ignored the ALP references everywhere. At 4.30pm I chased the girls up and we headed west for 20kms to a free rest area at Pack Saddle Creek. It was great. We camped in the middle of nowhere and before dark we could see for miles in every direction. When the moon rose we could see almost as far even though it was supposed to be dark. I love a full moon!!!

10/3/2012

We left our great rest area and drove 75kms to Longreach. We tried to see the QANTAS museum but couldn't find anywhere to park with the caravans. At least we got to drive past the 747 parked in the paddock. There were no problems at the Stockman's Hall of Fame as our two vans and a camper van were the only vehicles there. After paying our pensioner admission of $22.00 each, I love my gray hair, we sat through a complimentary film outlining the history of the outback. Then it was onto looking at and reading the exhibits. The whole place is really well laid out and there are many fascinating exhibits. After about 3 hours my feet were sore and I had seen everything twice. The girls were reading more things than I did and were still going. At around 2.30pm they were finished and we headed into town and bought some veggies and fruit and then headed to the free Long Waterhole rest area 4kms out of town on the Winton Road. We set up camp in another solar panel friendly area right next to the Thompson River. There are toilets and the tap water which has a lovely brown tinge. I have a feeling it is not drinking water!!!!! It is hot (36 degrees) but there is a strong breeze that keeps us cool under the awnings in the shade. Out in the sun it is a hot breeze and the sun just tries to burn you to a crisp. Mary-Anne is having sausages, potatoes and veggies. We are having steak, boiled potatoes, bacon and veggies for tea.







Smiley mural on front wall of picture theatre

                                                    Mural on old garage building wall


                                   Eagle nest sculpture in the Barcoo River Rest area Blackall

                        
                    Mary-Anne and I having a relaxing time after hours of dodging road trains


                                                       Jackie Howe statue at Blackall

              
                                   Pack Saddle Rest area between Barcaldine and Longreach


                                                    Stockmans's Hall of Fame Longreach