We arrived in Timber Creek in the afternoon, and boy was it getting warm! Luckily there were lots of trees for camping under, but these were already taken so we parked out in the sun with a bit of shade, though not much and thought about how bloomin’ hot we were and how lucky those parked under the trees were! We walked down to the creek, passed the trees and thought, how lucky we were to park were we did – no birds or BATS pooping all over our annexe and car – hehehe!! And the smell wasn’t that great either, we thought it was the bats, but then we saw the dead wallaby in the creek, pooowee! Not good! So we realised though we lack full shade we had once again been blessed to have such a good spot away from the smell, the birds and the bats!
The next morning we got the bikies out and went for a ride along a bush trail that eventually led us to an old police station, now a museum, cared for by a lady who says she’s no lady. She was brought up on cattle stations with her dad and 7 brothers! Tough lady this one, lives in her caravan by herself, with her dog and has some wonderful stories to tell of her droving days and the history of the Timber Creek area. There’s nothing to be proud of in this bit of Australian history – the aborigines were caught and hung, or chained and made to work, for no real crimes at all. The local police in those days were paid to feed any prisoners they had. So they use to catch lots of aborigines and of course not feed them much, so effectively the police doubled their pay this way. Sad, seeing pictures of bininj chained to each other, treated so horribly – as I said, this is history we cannot be proud of. At the police station, the tree is still there, where they use to hang the aborigine up until they were strangled to death…..last one in 1950 would you believe! On a lighter note anyway, I was able to lock away Jacky for being naughty (sending a not very flattering picture of me to our grandies).
The creek at the caravan park has a number of fresh water crocs in it and a little bridge that they use to feed the crocs of an afternoon, for us tourists. Also, they feed the whistling and black kites that are living in and around the park. And we also came across our first huge boab tree! Massive.
(Well, I thought this tree was massive, but we are to see much bigger boabs further on in our travels….stay tuned!)
We packed up the next morning and headed to Kununurra. What a great place, the caravan park is right on the edge of a lovely lake – this was like an oasis after the dusty parks we have been in for the last few weeks! We have decided to stay for a week as there seems plenty of places to go explore using Kununurra as our base.
There are bats here too, but they only fly over at sunset and must live somewhere else thank goodness. The sight of them, literally millions, flying over against the pink and mauve sky at sunset, while sitting on the grassy lawn on the lakes edge, with a glass of chilled wine, is something else!!!!
Day one of our visit to the East Kimberleys finds us heading out to Lake Argle. I was excited as I thought this is where the Argle Diamond Mine would be! I remember Mum and Dad did a bus trip over to WA many years ago and they visited the diamond mine and mum was very impressed with the pink diamonds. I thought, seeing as how I missed out on my sapphire ring at The Sapphire Place, Mackay (because it was closed the day we went though) that maybe Jack might get inspired to get me my engagement ring here instead! Haha. Lucky for Jack I guess, there was no mine at Lake Argle, only a caravan park and the most beautiful and HUGE dam (lake) that I have ever seen. Apparently the mine no longer show cases its diamonds or the mine itself due to security. Pooh! Its not even located here! Double pooh I say.
The photos just don’t do the scenery here justice, I can tell you.
Okay, lots more on Kununurra in our next blog….see you there.
God bless and love from
Chris & Jack