Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Great Aussie Adventure - Day 20
Welcome to the Coral Coast!! The sun was out and it was in the low teens this morning. (The high for my day was 21°C (70°F)! Not too bad for winter!)
I drove down the street to a house where a man has dingos! He opened the fenced yard and put the 2 dingos on leashes and then let me into the yard. I was told to stand in the center of the yard on a concrete slab. When I was there, he let Boss and Streak of the leashes and they ran to check me out. Boss is the 6 year old Alpha male and Streak is the 5 year old Alpha female. They were so friendly. Boss jumped up (but not in a scary way) to say hello (he came up to my chest) and Streak just smelled me. When they were ok with me, I bent down to take their photos. My hair was in a French braid and as I was photographing Boss, Streak was biting the end of my braid! Phil, the owner, said she was just playing because she liked me. While Phil was telling me about them, they went to lie down. Phil said they usually don’t do this, but because they liked me, they were OK with me being in their yard. I learned that these two were raised in captivity and after DNA testing, they were proved to be pure bread native dingos. Their ancestors came from the Alpine region in Victoria. In fact, Boss was shown to be 84th generation pure breed Alpine dingo. I’m not sure how far back Streak’s family goes, but I’m sure it was just as long. I asked if they’d have puppies and Phil said they hoped, but because of some injections to improve breeding (?) something went wrong and they don’t think Streak can have puppies! It is unfortunate, and Phil was sad, but what can you do? He also said that Dingoes mate for life. So if they were in the wild and say Boss was killed, the pack would break up and Streak would join another pack and would not be the Alpha female anymore. Interesting!!
Boss (background) & Streak (foreground)
Boss
Streak (do you notice her tongue sticking out?)
We said good bye to Boss and Streak and walked to another kennel behind the house where Billy and Kal were howling because they wanted to see me! They sound just like wolves in the wild! These boys are desert bush dingos. These two were born in the wild and both lost their mothers to hunters/farmers and were brought to a Melbourne kennel as puppies. Kal was so crafty, that he broke out and the kennel had to improve it so that it would not happen again. (At a cost of 9 million dollars!) Kal has been with Phil and his wife since he was 6 weeks old, and Billy since he was 2 weeks old. Kal is now 3 while Billy is 2. (Funny side note - Kal “fought” Boss for Streak, but being the alpha male, Boss naturally won. He does have a scar above his eyebrow from the fight.) But Phil assured me that they are the best of friends. Same procedure for these fellas for getting into their yard. These boys are bigger and faster and when Kal jumped up to say hello, he came to my shoulders!! But again, it wasn’t scary. They were just saying hello. Billy tried to play fight with me until Phil told him to stop. He kept jumping up on me and biting the end of my braid when I would pet them and take photos. The bush dingoes have a white tip on their tail and are taller with 2 layers to their fur coat. The Alpine dingoes do not have a white tipped tail, are shorter and have 3 layers to their coat. (They need more fur for warmth in the mountains.) The white tip helps the rest of the pack follow the alpha male when hunting. Depending on which side his tail swishes to, that is the side the pack will attack. Phil said Kal and Billy learned to lure cats and foxes into their yard with leftover food, and then they attack. Very smart animals. They have retractable claws and fur in between the pads of their feet, so that they are silent when they run. The bush dingoes can reach speeds of 90 kms per hour! They can outrun a roo! It was a very interesting hour! I learned so much about dingos. I’m a bit sad now that I had to cut out Fraser Island from my trip, where the dingos run wild. They are not violent animals, even in the wild. However, Phil did say that he believes a dingo did eat the Chamberlin baby at Ayer’s Rock. (Movie with Sam Neil and Merrell Streep.) (Fun fact, Phil’s other dingo, who has since died, was in the movie!! He was the first dingo pup to leave the den, and the last to enter!) So I said good bye to these two and to Phil and headed toward the next lighthouse.
Billy
Kal
Before leaving Dongara, I stopped at the fisherman’s memorial. It is a memorial to the fishermen of Dongara and Port Dennison who have lost their lives at sea. Of special note is the HMS Beagle. “A tribute to Lieutenant John Lort Stokes and crew of the survey ship HMS Beagle. The Beagle, a Cherokee Class Brig-sloop of ten guns launched 11 Dec 1841. The ship’s work continued for 50 years for the admiralty until 13 May 1870 when she was sold.” I’m not sure why this was so important, but that’s what the plaque on the side of the memorial said!!
Also in Dongara, I passed some white sand dunes. (No Courtney, don’t be fooled, it was not New Mexico!) On the way out of town, I passed another Big Thing - a crayfish. Right in Dongara!
In Greenough, as I was driving along, I saw a sign saying photo op, so I stopped (I actually had to turn around once I saw what the photo op was!) It was a “Leaning Tree of Greenough”. It is a River Gum. “Their characteristic “lean” is caused by constant strong southerly winds that burn off growth on the windward side (flagging). This eucalypt is know to be a very hardy grower, though it has weak branches.” Crazy, but very cool!!!
I made it to Geraldton and saw some great historic buildings and goals (jails), the HMAS Sydney II Memorial and one outstanding Catholic cathedral.
“This stunning memorial commemorates the loss of Australian sailors who met their fate in a World War II naval battle in 1941. After years of searching, the wreckage of the German vessel the Kormoran, that sank HMAS Sydney II, was found in March 2008 and a few days later the Sydney was found approximately 150km from Shark Bay.”
“This memorial comprises many symbolic elements expressing the tragic loss of HMAS (Her Majesty’s Army Services? Ships?) Sydney II. The precinct is bases on a circular plan, symbolising totality, wholeness, infinity, eternity. It is approached by a path, curving upwards, forming a ceremonial entrance ramp to the dedicated area.”
“The Waiting Woman Sculpture: At the edge of the precinct stands a sculpture of a woman. Appearing almost real, she leans anxiously into the wind. Frozen in time and bronze, her strained gaze fixed patiently forever on the far horizon, she is the all encompassing “Waiting Woman” grieving for her menfolk. Through her, the pain of loss is felt, the everlasting empty waiting of those, many of whom will come to this place of healing, to close this tragic chapter in Australian history. Hopefully these will find comfort in the existence of this sacred site; this place of contemplation which honours and remembers the sacrifice of those who gave their lives for freedom.”
“The Sanctuary: This is the centerpiece and inspirational heart of the entire complex. It consists of seven pillars, testifying to the National significance and intention of this Memorial, while expressing the traditional symbol of the pillar as world axis, joining heaven and earth. The pillar denotes wisdom, power, goodness, strength, the tree of life and, surmounted by a crown, spiritual ascent. This forms a Dome composed of 645 Stainless Steel Gulls, representing those lost. The concept was inspired by the incident which took place, when a flock of Silver Gulls swooped over the assembled crowd, during the Memorial Site Dedication Ceremony, 19th November 1998, while the Last Post rang out in the evening air, at sunset, the last recorded moment in time when HMAS Sydney was seen. Traditionally, the seagull personified the souls of lost sailors and in this context these elemental symbols form a link with the men of HMAS Sydney II, as spirits flying free between water and sky. The canopy thus formed, becomes an open filigree stainless steel structure, redolent of the sound of sea and wind, creating a sense of disembodiment and peace, as a graceful distillation of the overall concept.”
The cathedral is St. Francis of Xavier and it is beautiful. It was built in stages from 1914 to its opening in 1938, the Byzantine style architecture of this cathedral is one of Monsignor John Hawes’ greatest masterpieces. There was a cool plaque talking about the presentation windows, but my photo didn’t turn out too great, and I can’t read what it says!!! But it talked about the significance and symbolism of the stainglass windows!!
Then off to find the lighthouses! I thought there were two here, but one burned down in 1940. The Point Moore Lighthouse is cool. “In 1878 this tower was imported from England in sections and assembled on site, and is the only all-steel structure of its kind in Western Australia. The lighthouse is 34 meters (112 feet) tall and can be seen up to 14 Nautical Miles out to sea. A 320,000 candlepower group flashing light provides illumination for shipping.” It was the first all steel tower built on the Australian mainland and is the oldest surviving lighthouse in WA. Originally, it had a kerosene wick that was replaced in 1911 by an incandescent-mantle lamp. In 1954, the lighthouse was painted with the day mark of four red and three white bands. In 1958, it was converted to electricity and in 1962, it was increased from 90,000 candelas to 320,000. Also in 1962, the light was changed to a group flashing twice in 10 seconds, the sequence that remains today. In 1970, the two stone keepers cottages were demolished and in 1985, the lighthouse was automated. “In 1983 an enquiry by the House of Representatives Standing Committee on Expenditure into the future of manned lighthouses in Australia, recommended that Point Moore was one of those light stations where the cost of saving through unmanning and automation out-weighted the benefits of continual manning. Automation wasn’t going to happen until the light keep retired. But when Jim Robinson went into hospital for an operation, the decision was made to bring forward the process and on 24th July 1985 the Point Moore lighthouse was automated.“ (Can you imagine going in to have an operation and losing your job at the same time!?!?!?) It is 35 meters (115 feet) above sea level.
I crossed the street and wandered to the beach and put my feet in the water. Now, I can honestly say I’ve been in each of the 4 oceans!!
The Bluff Point Lighthouse (original lighthouse) still has the lighthouse keepers cottages. “In 1876 this cottage was built with the Bluff Point Lighthouse 300 meters (984 feet) to the west (now demolished) to guide shipping around the northern reef into Champion Bay. The light was removed in the 1970’s and the building is now used as an archival centre for the Geraldton Historical Society.“ It is also a museum so I took the tour. It involved an older lady (70’s or 80’s) walking me through the rooms and telling me what each room was. But she was very knowledgeable. The keepers cottage had an upstairs room (off the bedroom) that had a large window facing the ocean and a kerosene lantern at the window. Hourly, the keeper had to go up during the night to put more kerosene in the lantern so that it would shine and line up with the Bluff Point Lighthouse, to show ships captains how to safely navigate their ships into the harbour. She was showing me antiques and furniture that have been in the cottage since 1870. She was so cute and I think glad to have someone to talk to! The cottage had been vacant of a light keeper since 1943, and the Geraldton historical society took over in 1971.
Right next door was a cute church - St George’s Church. “This church was constructed from stone donated by Mr. Frank Green of Narra Tarra and was financed by the donations of parishioners of Brede in England and Geraldton. The foundation stone was laid in May 1935 and on December 15th that year the church was consecrated by the Bishop for the North-West, John Frewer.”
I was able to see the original site of the Bluff Point Lighthouse (1870 - 1940), which has a small memorial made of the original stones from the lighthouse.
Model of Bluff Point Lighthouse and original lens.
Then I hopped in the Pajero and drove toward Carnarvon. Along the way I passed the Rabbit Proof Fence. I’m driving along the middle of nowhere (the speed limit is 110k’s/hr - about 65 mph and I‘m getting passed every now and then by people doing at least 140 - you were right, Paul Martin, about the speeding!), knowing that the fence is coming up (according to my road atlas which calls it the vermin proof fence.) All I can say about this fence, is that I got all choked up when I pulled over to take photos. (To find out why, watch the movie Rabbit Proof Fence, it’s about 3 Aboriginal girls in the 1920’s, and you’ll understand why I was emotional.) This was not the actual fence they followed home, but it is an extension of that one. That’s all I can say about that as I’m getting a bit teary eyed as I type. (But seriously, rent the movie!!) “Murchison Barrier Fence, 174 km (108 miles) long, completed 1980. Forms part of the Western Australian Barrier Fence System that runs a distance of 1176 km (731 miles) from the Zuytdurp Cliffs north of Geraldton to the Esperance-Ravensthrope Road in the south; to prevent pest animals, such as emus and feral goats from entering the agricultural area of the state.”
Then back on the road where there was another awesome sunset. All yellow and orange tonight. I passed the 26th parallel and a sign welcomed me to the Northwest. Then when it was pitch black at 6pm, all the roos were out feeding along the side of the road. But when they heard the beast (what I’ve lovingly named the Pajero), they would just hop back into the bush. There were also sheep, goats and an occasional cow nibbling along the side of the road. As I was entering Carnarvon, I was reminded of Palm Springs, California. The street was lined with palm trees. It was very pretty, even in the dark. It was a nerve racking drive, but I made it and am enjoying watching the Stanley Cup finals as I type!!! But that is all for tonight. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.
P.S. I am now in the part of the drive I am dreading. There is a whole lot of nothing out here. Just the highway and a looooot of bush and wildlife. Of course I drink caffeine to stay awake on the drive and a lot of water to prevent feeling yuck from all the caffeine, so I have to stop all the time! But here in WA, there are signs informing drivers that there will be no further services (gas stations etc) for the next 129km (for example), so fill up now! But they also have these 24 hour rest stops. I pulled into one to use the toilet and there were all of these campers and RV’s. You are allowed to stay here for up to 24 hours to rest. There are picnic tables and toilets. It was really cool. It looked like a bunch of retired people travel together and then stop when they are tired and barbecue and play cards, etc. Awesome idea! I was driving and saw one sign that said next station in 84km, and had enough fuel to make it, but in 84 km’s that station was closed and it was 129km to the next town!!! Luckily, at the first sign, I had ½ tank, and was down to a quarter when I got to the one that was closed. I did make it to the town, and as soon as I pulled into the hotel, the gas light came on! Someone else was pulling into the closed station as I did and I hope they enough to make it too!! This is what makes me dread this part of the drive. The nothingness. But I did learn, to not drive along here at night. Everything that isn’t in a town, closes as soon as the sun goes down! Thank goodness I didn’t learn it the hard way!
I drove down the street to a house where a man has dingos! He opened the fenced yard and put the 2 dingos on leashes and then let me into the yard. I was told to stand in the center of the yard on a concrete slab. When I was there, he let Boss and Streak of the leashes and they ran to check me out. Boss is the 6 year old Alpha male and Streak is the 5 year old Alpha female. They were so friendly. Boss jumped up (but not in a scary way) to say hello (he came up to my chest) and Streak just smelled me. When they were ok with me, I bent down to take their photos. My hair was in a French braid and as I was photographing Boss, Streak was biting the end of my braid! Phil, the owner, said she was just playing because she liked me. While Phil was telling me about them, they went to lie down. Phil said they usually don’t do this, but because they liked me, they were OK with me being in their yard. I learned that these two were raised in captivity and after DNA testing, they were proved to be pure bread native dingos. Their ancestors came from the Alpine region in Victoria. In fact, Boss was shown to be 84th generation pure breed Alpine dingo. I’m not sure how far back Streak’s family goes, but I’m sure it was just as long. I asked if they’d have puppies and Phil said they hoped, but because of some injections to improve breeding (?) something went wrong and they don’t think Streak can have puppies! It is unfortunate, and Phil was sad, but what can you do? He also said that Dingoes mate for life. So if they were in the wild and say Boss was killed, the pack would break up and Streak would join another pack and would not be the Alpha female anymore. Interesting!!
Boss (background) & Streak (foreground)
Boss
Streak (do you notice her tongue sticking out?)We said good bye to Boss and Streak and walked to another kennel behind the house where Billy and Kal were howling because they wanted to see me! They sound just like wolves in the wild! These boys are desert bush dingos. These two were born in the wild and both lost their mothers to hunters/farmers and were brought to a Melbourne kennel as puppies. Kal was so crafty, that he broke out and the kennel had to improve it so that it would not happen again. (At a cost of 9 million dollars!) Kal has been with Phil and his wife since he was 6 weeks old, and Billy since he was 2 weeks old. Kal is now 3 while Billy is 2. (Funny side note - Kal “fought” Boss for Streak, but being the alpha male, Boss naturally won. He does have a scar above his eyebrow from the fight.) But Phil assured me that they are the best of friends. Same procedure for these fellas for getting into their yard. These boys are bigger and faster and when Kal jumped up to say hello, he came to my shoulders!! But again, it wasn’t scary. They were just saying hello. Billy tried to play fight with me until Phil told him to stop. He kept jumping up on me and biting the end of my braid when I would pet them and take photos. The bush dingoes have a white tip on their tail and are taller with 2 layers to their fur coat. The Alpine dingoes do not have a white tipped tail, are shorter and have 3 layers to their coat. (They need more fur for warmth in the mountains.) The white tip helps the rest of the pack follow the alpha male when hunting. Depending on which side his tail swishes to, that is the side the pack will attack. Phil said Kal and Billy learned to lure cats and foxes into their yard with leftover food, and then they attack. Very smart animals. They have retractable claws and fur in between the pads of their feet, so that they are silent when they run. The bush dingoes can reach speeds of 90 kms per hour! They can outrun a roo! It was a very interesting hour! I learned so much about dingos. I’m a bit sad now that I had to cut out Fraser Island from my trip, where the dingos run wild. They are not violent animals, even in the wild. However, Phil did say that he believes a dingo did eat the Chamberlin baby at Ayer’s Rock. (Movie with Sam Neil and Merrell Streep.) (Fun fact, Phil’s other dingo, who has since died, was in the movie!! He was the first dingo pup to leave the den, and the last to enter!) So I said good bye to these two and to Phil and headed toward the next lighthouse.
Billy
KalBefore leaving Dongara, I stopped at the fisherman’s memorial. It is a memorial to the fishermen of Dongara and Port Dennison who have lost their lives at sea. Of special note is the HMS Beagle. “A tribute to Lieutenant John Lort Stokes and crew of the survey ship HMS Beagle. The Beagle, a Cherokee Class Brig-sloop of ten guns launched 11 Dec 1841. The ship’s work continued for 50 years for the admiralty until 13 May 1870 when she was sold.” I’m not sure why this was so important, but that’s what the plaque on the side of the memorial said!!
Also in Dongara, I passed some white sand dunes. (No Courtney, don’t be fooled, it was not New Mexico!) On the way out of town, I passed another Big Thing - a crayfish. Right in Dongara!
In Greenough, as I was driving along, I saw a sign saying photo op, so I stopped (I actually had to turn around once I saw what the photo op was!) It was a “Leaning Tree of Greenough”. It is a River Gum. “Their characteristic “lean” is caused by constant strong southerly winds that burn off growth on the windward side (flagging). This eucalypt is know to be a very hardy grower, though it has weak branches.” Crazy, but very cool!!!
I made it to Geraldton and saw some great historic buildings and goals (jails), the HMAS Sydney II Memorial and one outstanding Catholic cathedral.
“This stunning memorial commemorates the loss of Australian sailors who met their fate in a World War II naval battle in 1941. After years of searching, the wreckage of the German vessel the Kormoran, that sank HMAS Sydney II, was found in March 2008 and a few days later the Sydney was found approximately 150km from Shark Bay.”
“This memorial comprises many symbolic elements expressing the tragic loss of HMAS (Her Majesty’s Army Services? Ships?) Sydney II. The precinct is bases on a circular plan, symbolising totality, wholeness, infinity, eternity. It is approached by a path, curving upwards, forming a ceremonial entrance ramp to the dedicated area.”
“The Waiting Woman Sculpture: At the edge of the precinct stands a sculpture of a woman. Appearing almost real, she leans anxiously into the wind. Frozen in time and bronze, her strained gaze fixed patiently forever on the far horizon, she is the all encompassing “Waiting Woman” grieving for her menfolk. Through her, the pain of loss is felt, the everlasting empty waiting of those, many of whom will come to this place of healing, to close this tragic chapter in Australian history. Hopefully these will find comfort in the existence of this sacred site; this place of contemplation which honours and remembers the sacrifice of those who gave their lives for freedom.”
“The Sanctuary: This is the centerpiece and inspirational heart of the entire complex. It consists of seven pillars, testifying to the National significance and intention of this Memorial, while expressing the traditional symbol of the pillar as world axis, joining heaven and earth. The pillar denotes wisdom, power, goodness, strength, the tree of life and, surmounted by a crown, spiritual ascent. This forms a Dome composed of 645 Stainless Steel Gulls, representing those lost. The concept was inspired by the incident which took place, when a flock of Silver Gulls swooped over the assembled crowd, during the Memorial Site Dedication Ceremony, 19th November 1998, while the Last Post rang out in the evening air, at sunset, the last recorded moment in time when HMAS Sydney was seen. Traditionally, the seagull personified the souls of lost sailors and in this context these elemental symbols form a link with the men of HMAS Sydney II, as spirits flying free between water and sky. The canopy thus formed, becomes an open filigree stainless steel structure, redolent of the sound of sea and wind, creating a sense of disembodiment and peace, as a graceful distillation of the overall concept.”
The cathedral is St. Francis of Xavier and it is beautiful. It was built in stages from 1914 to its opening in 1938, the Byzantine style architecture of this cathedral is one of Monsignor John Hawes’ greatest masterpieces. There was a cool plaque talking about the presentation windows, but my photo didn’t turn out too great, and I can’t read what it says!!! But it talked about the significance and symbolism of the stainglass windows!!
Then off to find the lighthouses! I thought there were two here, but one burned down in 1940. The Point Moore Lighthouse is cool. “In 1878 this tower was imported from England in sections and assembled on site, and is the only all-steel structure of its kind in Western Australia. The lighthouse is 34 meters (112 feet) tall and can be seen up to 14 Nautical Miles out to sea. A 320,000 candlepower group flashing light provides illumination for shipping.” It was the first all steel tower built on the Australian mainland and is the oldest surviving lighthouse in WA. Originally, it had a kerosene wick that was replaced in 1911 by an incandescent-mantle lamp. In 1954, the lighthouse was painted with the day mark of four red and three white bands. In 1958, it was converted to electricity and in 1962, it was increased from 90,000 candelas to 320,000. Also in 1962, the light was changed to a group flashing twice in 10 seconds, the sequence that remains today. In 1970, the two stone keepers cottages were demolished and in 1985, the lighthouse was automated. “In 1983 an enquiry by the House of Representatives Standing Committee on Expenditure into the future of manned lighthouses in Australia, recommended that Point Moore was one of those light stations where the cost of saving through unmanning and automation out-weighted the benefits of continual manning. Automation wasn’t going to happen until the light keep retired. But when Jim Robinson went into hospital for an operation, the decision was made to bring forward the process and on 24th July 1985 the Point Moore lighthouse was automated.“ (Can you imagine going in to have an operation and losing your job at the same time!?!?!?) It is 35 meters (115 feet) above sea level.
I crossed the street and wandered to the beach and put my feet in the water. Now, I can honestly say I’ve been in each of the 4 oceans!!
The Bluff Point Lighthouse (original lighthouse) still has the lighthouse keepers cottages. “In 1876 this cottage was built with the Bluff Point Lighthouse 300 meters (984 feet) to the west (now demolished) to guide shipping around the northern reef into Champion Bay. The light was removed in the 1970’s and the building is now used as an archival centre for the Geraldton Historical Society.“ It is also a museum so I took the tour. It involved an older lady (70’s or 80’s) walking me through the rooms and telling me what each room was. But she was very knowledgeable. The keepers cottage had an upstairs room (off the bedroom) that had a large window facing the ocean and a kerosene lantern at the window. Hourly, the keeper had to go up during the night to put more kerosene in the lantern so that it would shine and line up with the Bluff Point Lighthouse, to show ships captains how to safely navigate their ships into the harbour. She was showing me antiques and furniture that have been in the cottage since 1870. She was so cute and I think glad to have someone to talk to! The cottage had been vacant of a light keeper since 1943, and the Geraldton historical society took over in 1971.
Right next door was a cute church - St George’s Church. “This church was constructed from stone donated by Mr. Frank Green of Narra Tarra and was financed by the donations of parishioners of Brede in England and Geraldton. The foundation stone was laid in May 1935 and on December 15th that year the church was consecrated by the Bishop for the North-West, John Frewer.”
I was able to see the original site of the Bluff Point Lighthouse (1870 - 1940), which has a small memorial made of the original stones from the lighthouse.
Model of Bluff Point Lighthouse and original lens.
Then I hopped in the Pajero and drove toward Carnarvon. Along the way I passed the Rabbit Proof Fence. I’m driving along the middle of nowhere (the speed limit is 110k’s/hr - about 65 mph and I‘m getting passed every now and then by people doing at least 140 - you were right, Paul Martin, about the speeding!), knowing that the fence is coming up (according to my road atlas which calls it the vermin proof fence.) All I can say about this fence, is that I got all choked up when I pulled over to take photos. (To find out why, watch the movie Rabbit Proof Fence, it’s about 3 Aboriginal girls in the 1920’s, and you’ll understand why I was emotional.) This was not the actual fence they followed home, but it is an extension of that one. That’s all I can say about that as I’m getting a bit teary eyed as I type. (But seriously, rent the movie!!) “Murchison Barrier Fence, 174 km (108 miles) long, completed 1980. Forms part of the Western Australian Barrier Fence System that runs a distance of 1176 km (731 miles) from the Zuytdurp Cliffs north of Geraldton to the Esperance-Ravensthrope Road in the south; to prevent pest animals, such as emus and feral goats from entering the agricultural area of the state.”
Then back on the road where there was another awesome sunset. All yellow and orange tonight. I passed the 26th parallel and a sign welcomed me to the Northwest. Then when it was pitch black at 6pm, all the roos were out feeding along the side of the road. But when they heard the beast (what I’ve lovingly named the Pajero), they would just hop back into the bush. There were also sheep, goats and an occasional cow nibbling along the side of the road. As I was entering Carnarvon, I was reminded of Palm Springs, California. The street was lined with palm trees. It was very pretty, even in the dark. It was a nerve racking drive, but I made it and am enjoying watching the Stanley Cup finals as I type!!! But that is all for tonight. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.
P.S. I am now in the part of the drive I am dreading. There is a whole lot of nothing out here. Just the highway and a looooot of bush and wildlife. Of course I drink caffeine to stay awake on the drive and a lot of water to prevent feeling yuck from all the caffeine, so I have to stop all the time! But here in WA, there are signs informing drivers that there will be no further services (gas stations etc) for the next 129km (for example), so fill up now! But they also have these 24 hour rest stops. I pulled into one to use the toilet and there were all of these campers and RV’s. You are allowed to stay here for up to 24 hours to rest. There are picnic tables and toilets. It was really cool. It looked like a bunch of retired people travel together and then stop when they are tired and barbecue and play cards, etc. Awesome idea! I was driving and saw one sign that said next station in 84km, and had enough fuel to make it, but in 84 km’s that station was closed and it was 129km to the next town!!! Luckily, at the first sign, I had ½ tank, and was down to a quarter when I got to the one that was closed. I did make it to the town, and as soon as I pulled into the hotel, the gas light came on! Someone else was pulling into the closed station as I did and I hope they enough to make it too!! This is what makes me dread this part of the drive. The nothingness. But I did learn, to not drive along here at night. Everything that isn’t in a town, closes as soon as the sun goes down! Thank goodness I didn’t learn it the hard way!
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- Laura
- Denver, Colorado, United States
- I'm originally from Colorado, but I've been living in Australia for three years. Before that, I lived all over the U.S.: Washington State, Maine, California, Oregon, Nebraska, North Carolina, Arizona, New Mexico, Pennsylvania, and more... No, I'm not a military brat or a military wife; I was a traveling nurse for 5 years so I moved to a new city every 3 months. During my travels, I became intrigued with lighthouses and started making plans to photograph as many as I could in whichever state I was living (including the two in Nebraska!) My blog is about my trips to various lighthouses, as well as other interesting trips. I hope you enjoy reading, and leave a comment or two!
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I think Sherpa is part dingo!
I beleive Sherpa could be part Dingo!! Awesome dogs!!
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