Day 150....amazing.
In some ways
it feels like yesterday that we left but the sheer quantity of experiences we
have had and the amount of places we have visited make it seem like a couple of
years ago. With a little over 60 days to go it is coming to an end
soon...nnoooo.
The boys seemed to like their new
BFF so we agreed to head down to tunnel creek with them. While the boys can be
a bit rattier when other kids are away, when they have not left your site for
150 days any respite is good respite!
As we arrived at the Tunnel Creek
car park I could hear helicopter and it sounded as if it was working bloody
hard. Pretty soon we saw it making massive sweeps over and around the rocky
ridge we were parked at the bottom of. Soon I heard the bellowing of cows and
was excited that the boys would get to see a real live muster. We headed down
into the cave not sure how long they were going to be and were amazed by what
we saw. Water, with no other way to go, had forced its way through the mountain
creating a tunnel about 200m long. The creek wasn’t running and judging by the
water levels it hadn’t been the best of wet seasons around here as the water
was only ankle deep at the crossings and most of the time we walked on the
sandy edges, where as in “Are we there yet” they had to wade through waist deep
water.
We all had our head lamps on
trying to spot the fresh water crocs that inhabit the area. I am pretty sure I
saw one in the distance but there was about 12 of walking in a group so silence
was something that wasn’t going to happen. We popped out the other end and
clambered up a few rocks and had morning tea beside some Aboriginal rock
paintings that were pretty cool.
We clambered back through the cave and back to
the trucks. Along the way the ranger told us the cattle were through mot long
ago so we jumped in and roared of up the road!
It wasn’t long before we reached
the mob and pulled alongside the trailing truck. I was really hoping I could
get the boys involved but they didn’t seem very interested in that idea. They
were just pulling over to have smoko so I got out and had a chat with a couple
of the stockmen and then moved on.
Back at camp we packed up and
headed out, we were now committed to the Gibb, towards Silent Grove, the camp
ground before Bell Gorge. The road was in amazingly good nik and the road to
the farm at Ropeley was never even close to as good as this! There were some
rocky spots but they were pretty short and there weren’t too many of them!
We
set up camp and relaxed for the afternoon as the boys had their BFF, Sky and
Finn, with them. They road their bikes and pretty soon they were lighting their
fires.
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| Some Brolgas we saw along the way |
After dinner we adjourned to Rob
and Cad’s fire, had a couple of quite brews before heading off for the night.
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