This Adventurous Age

Adventures travelling and working around Australia.

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2005 Travels March 14


Slept in, as best we could. The park was not yet crowded at nights, so there was not a great deal of departing morning noise to disturb us. We were too early for the mass exodus north!

After breakfast, walked into town and browsed about. John bought some new bathers, because he’d forgotten to pack any. Also bought a new brush squeegee long handled windscreen cleaning gizmo, because John realized he’d left ours behind at the caravan park in Griffith.

He’d also forgotten to pack the little step ladder from home, that we usually carried – but we were not buying another one of those! It probably would not have fitted anywhere, anyway.

It was a hot day – shades of what was to come.

John took Truck to refuel – $1.15cpl.

At the park, we met a couple who had been caretaking Kingfisher Camp, near Doomadgee, through the Wet season. They had not been very happy there. It had been too humid for them. They had left earlier than they were supposed to, because they were scared they might get shut off in there by Cyclone Ingrid, which hit the Cape York coast four days ago, as a Category 5. So they had skedaddled, once it was clear that it was heading west. As things eventuated, the cyclone did not swing to the SW in the Gulf, as had been thought possible, but headed on west and was now grazing the coast around Darwin.

We were pleased the cyclone had done that – had been watching it rather anxiously. Less water dumped in the Gulf country meant easier access to Adels for us – and earlier access to Pungalina.

The caretaking couple had a number of complaints about their time at KFC. It sounded like they really didn’t think through the remoteness of the place before taking on the role.

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2005 Travels March 13


Continued the usual run north.

Crossed the border into Queensland. Three States in three days.

Of the whole few thousand kms of this, I think today’s section was my least favourite. It always seemed long and tedious. The right hand turn after the fuel stop at Cunnamulla gave some variety!

The highway north does not actually go right into Cunnamulla. One day, we should take the time to stay in this town and have an explore of it.

Fuel at Cunnamulla – $1.11cpl.

It was hotter again than yesterday.

The road surface was good.

As usual – again – we went into the Bailey Bar Caravan Park at Charleville. After Top Tourist discount, this cost $16.20 a night.

This park had new owners when we were last here, in 2003. They had since split up and the lady was running it on her own. The business seemed to be doing well – she had expanded the camp sites onto the next block. With the grey nomad population expanding every year, this was a strategic place to have a caravan park, seasonal though the trade mostly was.

Left some Pungalina brochures in the park office.

They were still packing the vans in as they would fit, rather than having clearly marked out sites.

The acquaintances with the Bushtracker, who we usually saw here, had just left for Darwin.

We decided to have a lay day here.

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2003 Travels September 27


After breakfast, we drove to the main area of shops, to get the weekend papers, and to have a browse around shops again. It was already too hot to contemplate walking there from the caravan park.

John bought himself a good Akubra hat – leather – in the men’s outfitters.

Refuelled Truck – 89cpl.

Rested around the van for the rest of the day. It was so hot! I read the papers. John watched the football.

The rest did John good.

It was rather an unusual caravan park, this one. Very pleasant, though, with fairly modern and very clean amenities. But different because there were few formal, marked sites. A few down one side fence were standard, but over the main central area, an owner directs the parking of each van, very carefully, to optimize the number of vans fitted in. They could pack it quite tightly. This was not really an approach that I liked, but at this time of the year the place was not busy, so we had finished up with plenty of room around us.

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2003 Travels September 26


Yet another really hot day.

We reached Charleville, with only minimal stops along the way.

Topped up the fuel before we left Longreach – 93 cpl, and filled at Tambo -91cpl.

We went into the Bailey Bar Caravan Park – there were new owners, we found. $16.20 a night, after discount.

We decided another rest day was in order, so John could watch the AFL Grand Final on TV, so booked for two nights.

Encountered the couple with the Bushtracker van, who we’d met here before – they visit the town regularly – so we had a catch up talk with them.

John drove to the shops and bought us fish and chips for tea. It was so long since we’d had proper fish and chips!

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2002 Travels May 12


Finished reading the papers from yesterday.

Went for a walk around the streets. Charleville is a pleasant town, we think. It certainly feels safe to walk about in. We have found this to be the case with most outback towns, but not all.

Dating from the 1860’s, Charleville has some really interesting old buildings, but we enjoyed walking and just looking at the houses, particularly the older weatherboard ones. Some of these had quaint little shade structures built over the top of their wndows, to shade them from the sun – from the days before canvas blinds and the like.

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2002 Travels May 11


Pack up and departure went smoothly. We did not hurry, just aiming to be away by the usual 10am, knowing we were not going all that far today.

I was able to get the Saturday papers before we left town.

Drove west, over a road we had not travelled before. Stopped for a break at Mitchell, by the Maranoa River. This seemed quite low. It had clearly been a while since there had been any great flow in it, as the surface was largely covered with water lilies.

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Maranoa River at Mitchell

In Charleville, booked in to the Bailey Bar Caravan Park, for $15.30 a night. We stayed here back in 2000. The price had gone up by about 25% since then! I suspect that Charleville has become increasingly a stopover point for grey nomads heading north, then south again, each year, and the price reflects this greater demand. When we were here last, the NSW Kidman Way had not that long been sealed. Now, the word is getting about that this is a great route north.

The park people still have this strange method of mostly not having defined sites – except for a few with slabs down one side fence. Instead, vans are parked as they direct, in a way that squeezes in the maximum number, on the grass.

We set up, intending to stay here for three nights – want to visit some of the shops on Monday. John, in particular, wants to check out an opal dealing shop he’s heard about.

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2000 Travels April 30


Woke to a superb “tropical” morning – loved it. I felt really good all day – it was being in the warmth again.

I finished a letter I’d been writing bits of for the last week or so, to cousin K in Tassie. Did a load of washing – no need for driers here.

John slept late.

We lazed about and read for the rest of the morning.

After lunch, went for a walk to the town centre and around it. There were no barred or shuttered windows here! The central business area was fairly substantial, with lots of shops and services, a fairly large supermarket, and a couple of interesting old two storied hotels.

The town is built on the southern side of the Warrego River, which looked small when we walked onto the causeway/bridge, but apparently it can flood, big time. There was also a sort of tributary channel going through the middle of the built up area, which we walked over on large culverts.

I posted my letter and some postcards.

It was some distance from the caravan park to the town centre – probably over a km – so by the time we’d walked there and back and in between done some exploring of the central part, we’d had quite enough exercise.

We commented on how safe we felt walking the streets here, and how pleasant it was, in general. Charleville looked a well kept town.

We decided to spend another day here, just enjoying relaxing again. It was so pleasant, sitting out in the shade, in the lovely warm air – luxuriating in it. I went to the office and was pleased to find we could extend the stay. At least, with this ad hoc method of parking vans, there was no need for reshuffling of sites for us!

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John relaxing in the shade, at Bailey Bar, before the afternoon influx of travellers

There were lots of wattlebirds in the trees, flitting about and making their loud, yacky noises.

I made chow mein for tea.

Another early night was called for – going troppo was tiring! Although, technically, we were not yet in the tropics.

There was a big stir, later in the evening – heard the town fire siren ring, so got up and went out to investigate, after a big cavalcade of fire, ambulance and police vehicles went past the caravan park. A house about a block up was on fire. There was much smoke about.