This Adventurous Age

Adventures travelling and working around Australia.

Leave a comment

2000 Travels September 7


It was another hot day, but with a strong breeze, which gave some relief from the heat.

The owls had gone back to their usual tree. Maybe the one by us was too noisy, after all?

09-06-2000 01 frogmouth.jpg

Both frogmouths are in this picture

As the tide was going out, we walked around the beach and out onto the exposed reef. It was surprisingly extensive. There were superb little rock pools and crevasses.

09-07-2000 reef with limestone rocks.jpg

The reef exposed at low tide. The rock pools in the deeper sections have their own ecosystems

09-07-2000 reef rock pool with greenery.jpg

A little pool still holding water in the exposed reef, with greenery

We saw crabs, iridescent fish, octopus, clams. The latter were quite fearsome looking. I would not want to get a hand stuck in that opening!

09-07-2000 reef clam.jpg

A clam in a reef pool

There were several different types of sea birds too, including a Brahminy kite, assorted plovers and sandpipers, and a beach thick knee.

It was all very engrossing, and the tide was part-way back in before we realized.

09-07-2000 oyster stack.jpg

A little oyster stack on the reef

It was hot out there on the reef, of course.

09-07-2000 reef view

The tide starting to come back in over the reef.

Lunch was a late one.

John had a sleep during the afternoon, and spent some time using his computer.

I sewed.

K came down. She’d come down in the morning to tell us that there were whales offshore, beyond the reef, but we’d gone off on our explorations. Pity. I think we would have had to have been around on the cliffs to see them.

K had a bar shouldered dove that couldn’t fly and she was planning to take it to a wildlife rescue service in Broome, when they went back this afternoon.

All the young adults and kids of the extended family left, and the place became very quiet. It was also much easier to get a shower – we had been sharing this with the extended family.

Tea was curried sausages and rice.

There was a superb sunset.

09-07-2000 sunset Middle Lagoon

Leave a comment

2000 Travels September 6


Another hot, clear day.

The pair of owls had moved to the tree right above Truck. It was a bad day for them to choose to do that, because we planned to go out in it. However, they did not seem disturbed by the noise or movement.

09-04-2000 01 pair frogmouths.jpg

Pair of frogmouth owls

We set out to explore the top part of the Dampier Peninsula. Had to drive back to the main north/south road, then go north. The driving was hot, dusty, rather rough, and overall, tedious.

We saw no sign of any cattle or grazing activity on the way.

Went first to One Arm Point, a community on the eastern tip of the Peninsula. This was where Honeymoon Beach’s Les’ wife, R, came from.

The community office was closed for a meeting, so we couldn’t pay the required $5 entry fee, for being in the community.

A pinned-up police notice referred to problems with dead people, and police not coming up from Broome to deal with same. The notice said they could now be taken to the Clinic, where there was air-conditioning! I really did not want to explore the implications of that notice, any further!

The notice further advised that there would be a police patrol every three weeks, now that the house at Beagle Bay had been made habitable.

There were actually police there today – a vehicle and three men.

There was a new community store at One Arm Point; the old one was now empty. There was evidence of much money going into the community – a long, sealed airstrip (one of three in a fairly small area, up there). The road in town was being sealed. The community looked clean and tidy. There was a hatchery business, breeding sea horses and abalone, to re-stock the reefs in the area.

The coastal scenery at One Arm Point was wonderful, with lots of little offshore islands, and a really pronounced tidal rip going past the point as the tide began to come in. There were numbers of turtles, putting up their heads to breathe, as they swum past.

09-06-2000 02 one arm point .jpg

At One Arm Point – lots of little islets

We ate our lunch at the Point, watching the tidal race.

09-06-2000 03 low tide One Arm Point.jpg

Low tide at One Arm Point

On the way back out, I suggested taking a side track that looked as if it would go to the sea and give us a different outlook. It turned out to go to the tip! Oops. Reversing, John backed into a tree – more oops! He only touched it lightly – no apparent damage done. But he was cross with me.

Next destination was Kooljamon, at  Cape Leveque. Paid the $10 entry fee to be there. Kooljamon is a low key camping and accommodation resort.

09-06-2000 04 coast at Kooljamon.jpg

Coast at Kooljamon

We walked on the lovely beach there. The scenery was superb, with the red pindan cliffs and the blue sea.

09-06-2000 07 cape leveque.jpg

At Cape Leveque

It was a pity that we did not have the time to come and camp up here, too. Still, if we can only do one camp, then we decided that Middle Lagoon was the better of the two. Certainly, the road from the Middle Lagoon turn off to the top of the Peninsula would have been hard on the van – it was rough.

09-06-2000 05 beach at Cape Leveque

Beach at Cape Leveque

09-06-2000 06 bay at Cape Leveque

Bay at Cape Leveque

On the way back, we detoured to look at Lombadina, another community, on the western side of the Peninsula. This community had a sort of old-time atmosphere. We looked at the church there, another dating from mission days, which was lined with sheets of paperbark.

We drove on a track through sand to get to the beach there. It was long and lovely, but with big waves. I picked up some small trochus shells as we walked along the beach.

Got back to our Middle Lagoon camp at 5pm, after a tiring day’s driving for John.

Tea was soup, and sausages – with bread for John and salad for me.

Early night to bed.

Leave a comment

2000 Travels September 5


Another beautiful day, but each one seemed to be hotter than the previous one!

After breakfast, John went bait hunting, and fishing.

I sat in the shade – and breeze – and sewed. I thought we’d go for a walk later in the day.

After lunch, while I was back sewing again, a local girl came down from the house and struck up a conversation. She was 13; her mother was related by marriage to the people here – families get very extended in these parts! They were out from Broome for a funeral at Beagle Bay, next Saturday. That is when we are supposed to be going back to Broome, so I hope we do not get caught up in traffic to do with that.

The girl – K – goes to school in Broome. She seemed a very pleasant girl, a little shy, well spoken, as are all that we have encountered on the peninsula. She told us that she was scared in the cyclone, last summer, and her cat disappeared. We talked for over an hour. She was intrigued by my sewing. John came back from fishing and entertained her some more. He showed her his trick with an egg that won’t squash if it is held on the ends.

He’d broken the new fishing rod, trying to pull a snag off a rock. Now we are back to only one lightweight rod, again.

We went for a walk, to the north this time, past the cabins, along a small beach, then around a headland, and back. We saw spectacular low cliffs and contrasting colours with the red cliffs and bright aqua sea.

09-04-2000 10 coast at middle lagoon.jpg

The coast around from Middle Lagoon bay

K came by again, to say goodnight, just as we were about to eat tea. It was dark by then. I think she must be rather lonely and bored.

Tea was soup, steak, mushrooms.

The family whose land this is, is Japorigine – a term for the descendents of Japanese and aboriginal. This was  not uncommon back in the days when Japanese pearl divers came to Broome. There is such an intriguing mix of ethnicities in Broome! This family seems to be quite enterprising. The tourism operation here has only been set up for about four years, and they are slowly developing it. As we know from being at Honeymoon Beach, in the Kimberley, there can be many difficulties for local people trying to start a camping area from nothing.

Leave a comment

2000 Travels September 4


It was a beautiful hot, sunny day.

After breakfast, John went to look for bait and try fishing in the lagoon.

I walked along the beach, right around to the creek.

09-07-2000 near creek entrance.jpg

Creek mouth area – with old limestone reef formations

09-07-2000 from ck mouth back to settlement.jpg

Looking from the creek mouth, back towards the settlement, marked by radio mast

The tidal range here is quite pronounced. At low tide, a reef is well exposed at the lagoon entrance. At high tide, it is covered. It is interesting to watch the changes.

09-04-2000 02 reef middle lagoon low tide.jpg

Reef exposed at low tide

09-04-2000 09 high tide over reef Middle Lagoon.jpg

Reef covered at high tide

John got some oysters and crabs for bait. He lost his little plastic bait catcher in the tide – it was not anchored to anything.

After lunch, we went back down to the beach and fished on the rising tide. John let me use the new rod he bought at Wynyard in Tasmania. The red one that was once mine, that John has used a lot,  had something wrong with the reel mechanism, it seemed.

I think I got one nibble from something!

I enjoyed the effort, but got a bit tired in the legs after a couple of hours of standing. The sun was strong, too.

We returned to the van about 4pm.

There were lots of birds around the place, in general, and around our site, which was lovely. A pair of tawny frogmouths live in a nearby rough-barked gum tree. There are doves – both peaceful and bar-shouldered, and a funny little mob of brown quail. The great bower birds are really amusing with their antics. We saw singing honeyeaters, rainbow bee eaters, zebra and long-tailed finches, mudlarks. So there was a real variety.

09-04-2000 03 bower birds.jpg

Bower birds

I made soup – green minestrone. John liked it. Tea was some of the soup, and cold roast pork, mashed potato and cob corn again.

Leave a comment

2000 Travels September 3


It was Fathers Day today, but there was no contact from any of the offspring, despite the time lag between west and east. John was quite hurt.

John washed the van before hitching it up. Given the sort of road we would be going on, I failed to see the point! But it guess it removed any salt from being so near the sea.

Even doing that, we still managed to get away at 8am!

We had to go to Coles first, because a computer magazine that John bought yesterday did not have with it the disc that it was supposed to have. Apparently, I was supposed to have collected this when going through the checkout.

The drive out to Middle Lagoon was the same route we’d already been on. It was hot and rather tedious. Just red pindan dirt and scrub. There was not much traffic, which was good, considering the nature of the road.

09-03-2000 rd to middle lagoon.jpg

Dampier Peninsula road – note the sand banks at the sides

The van towed well on the sometimes rough road.

09-03-2000 burnt

Burnt sections by the Middle Lagoon road – probably a deliberate burn off

Paid our camp fees – $198 for the six nights.

We had quite a bit of bother trying to get the van onto the Gum Tree site that we’d booked. The track curves and slope of the land were against us. It was harder than it should have been because a couple of the local men were trying to direct John, but he wanted me to do it. Eventually they realized that he was angry, and went away!

John said we should have gone to a more remote, unpowered site by the beach, instead of me opting for this powered one. However, I was sure he would utilize the power too!

After setting up, John had a sleep, and I went for a long walk along the beach. I thoroughly enjoyed the exercise.

09-07-2000 beach art.jpg

Still life – beach variety

09-04-2000 08 Middle Lagoon panorama 4.jpg

The beach and huts for campers

There were fewer people here than when we visited last week.

Tea was cold roast pork, potato, corn on cob.

09-03-2000 to ml

Leave a comment

2000 Travels September 2


In the morning, J tried to phone daughter R but got the answering machine and left a message.

We went to the markets and bought some vegetables. Then did the shopping that didn’t happen yesterday. I wanted to go to the book exchange to stock up a little, but John wanted to go straight back to the van so he could watch the football final on TV.

After that was over, we drove around Broome to see if any of the fuel depots were open. They weren’t, so we bought the more expensive fuel from a servo – $1.10cpl.

We did the usual preliminary pack up.

John tried phoning R again – still no answer. He left another message.

Tea was roast pork – very nice and lean.

Leave a comment

2000 Travels September 1


Spring! It really does not make much difference in Broome, except that it is getting hotter.

I worked on letters in the morning, filling in time, waiting for John in order to go and do the shopping. John was working on his next long letter to relatives. I set up the printer to do my letter – which involved hauling it, and paper, out from under the bed and setting it up on the bench. John then claimed it to print his letter to Landrover, asking for compensation money for the bearings fiasco. He then had to go to the Post Office to send it.

I got his lunch organized while he was gone, and he then went to bowls.

I did washing, including the bedding. It all dries really quickly, here.

There were a few people in the laundry, chatting, as one does. A lady came in with a bag of washing. She commented that she was so pleased to be staying two nights in one place, because it gave her a chance to do the washing. She said that she and her husband were driving right around Australia – in four weeks! This was the first time since they had left home, in Sydney, that they’d stayed longer than a night in one place! Basically, they were seeing what was on either side of Highway 1, and not much else. She was not enjoying it.

At bowls, John met and talked for a while with Mary – of the TV documentary program Grey Nomads fame. Her journey around Australia, from the Ballarat area in Victoria, had ended when she decided to stay a while in Broome. It was Mary whom we’d emulated at Wonga Beach in ’98, sitting on the driftwood log on the beach. It was interesting to find that she was still in Broome, several years later. She helps out with cooking at the bowls club, and does some work at the markets, so she has carved out her interesting niche.

For tea I cooked some cobbler from the freezer – it was rather dry. We bought chips to go with it.

08-30-2000 sunset roebuck bay.jpg

Dusk over Roebuck Bay