Tuesday, July 13, 2021

Cape Trip 2021: Part Three - Weipa to Cairns

 

Day 9, Tuesday 29th June, 2021

We have no plans beyond a vague desire to go fishing and a need to do some washing. We attempted again to book a fishing charter but everyone can only take 4 people at a time or are booked until July next year. We rig the rods and head down to Mission Bridge to try our luck. No bites. We move to Rocky Point where we witness others having minimal success but still no joy for our crew. Isaiah managed to feed half a soft plastic lure to some sea creature, but we never saw it. We head back to camp for some lunch, and then the boys all jump in the pool for the rest of the afternoon. There is a massive game of Marco Polo going on, involving kids and adults alike. We fish them out at 4 pm to get cleaned up and go out for dinner. We take them to the sports bar as The Deck restaurant doesn't have any tables available until 7.30pm. We pick 6 dishes which sound good and set about sharing. The beef ribs are easily the best Tim or I have ever had. And according to the menu, sourced from the Darling Downs! Also an interesting and delicious dish was the peking duck pizza with pickled ginger. We eat until we cannot fit another mouthful. We collect our leftovers in a take home box and head back to camp. After brushing our teeth, Levi reminds me that the lady had said the meals came with ice cream for the kids for dessert. We had forgotten because we were so full. Sad boy was comforted with the promise of ice cream from Woolworths for morning tea. We collapsed into bed and slept pretty solidly.








Day 10, Wednesday 30th June, 2021

Despite everything else in Weipa being booked out, I managed to secure us a spot on an eco-tour in the harbour at 11.30. We had to be out of the camp-site by 10 am, so this left plenty of time for the promised ice cream. We also bought bread and milk. Again.

Then we headed down to the wharf to await our tour time. We sat in the car in the air conditioning and listened to our next audiobook - Flight of the Dragon Kyn.

The cruise commenced at 11.30, with a description of how the bauxite mine and Rio Tinto and Weipa are managed. Then we went up the river with our guide describing the sea creatures which are often spotted in the harbour - dolphins and sharks and turtles and crocodiles. Every kind of shark except Great White are native to this region. He also pointed out bird life, and we watched Jabiru herding fish along the mudflats.

As the tide went out, we were able to spot 2 crocodiles sunning themselves on the exposed bank. Our tour guide also passed around some crocodile leather and taught us that you can identify individual crocodiles by their “scoots,” which is the bumps and ridges down their spine. He had a real crocodile skull too, which we got to hold. It’s teeth were still very sharp! 





We came back into the harbour a little late and finally made it to the car at 2pm. As it is about 4.5 hours from Weipa to Musgrave, we decided to free camp near Coen instead, setting up before it got dark. It was then that we discovered someone had raided our camper while we were on the boat. They stole our toilet paper, a hand towel and all our small buckets. Thankfully they were just empty yoghurt tubs, and our big good bucket was left. They also didn't take our hand soap, which is just as well, I had only just replaced it on Monday.

There are some lovely campsites here down by the river, but there were heaps of people already down there, so we ended up at the top of the hill, closer to the road. This was ok, not too much traffic over night. There was a small dog which showed up in the early hours of the morning and whined and pawed at the mesh, wanting to come in. Tim had to get up and rouse on it to make it go away. Everyone did go back to sleep, but it didn't seem like long before the sun was up and the day begun.


Day 11, Thursday 1st July, 2021

We packed up after breakfast and made our way east to Lakefield National Park. Almost all the traffic we saw was heading north. We drove in to check out Sweetwater Lake, and were the only ones there. We went for a walk to try and catch a better view of the lake, but there were trees right up to the water’s edge for as far as we could see. We did see a swarm of stripy dragonflies, a kangaroo, and Tim almost stood on a snake. We didn't hang around to find out what kind.

We stopped at Red Lily lagoon, where most of the flowers had finished, but the few blooms we saw were very pretty. Then over the road to White Lily lagoon. More flowers here, but no viewing platform, so hard to get a good photo.

We got to our campsite at Kalpowar Crossing in time for lunch. There are hybrid toilets and cold showers here. I recommend setting up, and then heading for a shower in the heat of the day. The river is beautiful, but salt water and contains crocodiles. All the sites are very generously sized, and we are in the back corner on our own. This is probably a very good thing as tiredness is making fuses short. The swing from silly to cranky is rapid and often.

It has been a restful afternoon of exploring and watching the bird life. There are some big birds of prey (kites of some kind) riding the thermals above the river, and a flock of black cockatoos flitting about the campsite. We accidentally startled them when we came back from a walk and they took off and flew around right above us, showing off the colours of their tails and wings. So pretty. Early dinner again tonight, and in bed about to do stories. Sadly, the library app is not cooperating, even though I downloaded a book it won’t let us play it as we have no signal. Shame, as we had planned to start The Hobbit tonight. Hopefully we will have signal tomorrow at Hope Vale.












Day 12, Friday 2nd July, 2021.

Up and breakfasted, we packed up and left Lakefield National Park, heading east toward Cooktown. The plan was to stop at Isabella Falls for some morning tea and a swim, but the signage was too poor, we had driven past it before we realised. Continuing on toward Cooktown we began to debate whether or not to turn north toward Hope Vale like we had planned or if we should just go back to Cairns a day early. As I had really wanted to go to Elim Beach and see the coloured sands, we pressed on and boy are we glad we did. Eddie’s Camp Ground at Elim Beach is rustic and friendly. Once we were set up, we lost Levi to the pull of the tyre swing by the beach. Once we had rested for a bit, we hopped back in the car and drove the two km to the car park for the coloured sands. At low tide, you can drive along the beach all the way to the walk up the cliffs. The tide was on its way in when we arrived, so we decided it would be safer to walk rather than risk losing too much beach to get back. The walk out was lovely, so many pretty patches of cliffs. Then you reach the point where a natural spring seeps out of the rocks to the beach. Here, you can walk into a chasm and climb up the cliff to the top, which has a stunning view of the bay and the surrounding hills. As you walk, the sand keeps changing colour beneath your feet. The boys loved climbing and exploring this area and I think it was a favourite spot for all of us. Definitely recommend checking it out if you are planning a trip up north. 




















Day 13, Saturday 3rd July, 2021.

Up earlyish, we packed up and hit the road with our hearts longing for Cairns. Almost the whole road was bitumen which made it seem like a much shorter drive than it is. Back into civilisation, we had to readjust to things like traffic lights and road works. We are seeing so many people heading north now. It appears we have timed our whole adventure perfectly – having so many spots almost completely to ourselves, including when we walked out to the sign at the tip. It has been a wonderful adventure, but we are ready to settle into Cairns for a week of holiday and relaxing with cousins. I am looking forward to having access to an oven and a washing machine that doesn't need coins to operate, as well as not having to move every couple of days. We have a birthday in a few days too, so am looking forward to celebrating with family. It has been a whirlwind of a trip this time, but we are very glad to have done it. We have learned a lot, met some great people and ticked a milestone off our travel bucket list.


Thanks for following along on our adventure. I hope you have enjoyed our story and photos. If you are planning a trip, we’d love to hear about it. Next on our list is either Tasmania or Western Australia. Dreaming big dreams, even if it will for certain be a couple of years before we can hit the road for any decent length of time again. 



Monday, July 12, 2021

Cape Trip 2021: Part Two - From the Tip to Weipa

Day 5, Friday 25th June, 2021

As we made it to the tip on Thursday, a full two days before we had planned to be there, we had a whole extra day and no idea what to do. So we took the opportunity to do some washing and enjoy spending two nights in one spot. We are camped right on the beach front, which is beautiful.  It is so warm and the water is very tempting, but the threat of crocodiles and sharks keeps us firmly on the sand. The boys spent a lot of time in the park swimming pool while Tim and I attempted to re-plan our itinerary. All the charters and tours we tried to book either couldn't accommodate 6 people or were booked until August. So we rested. And it was good.



Day 6, Saturday 26th June, 2021

With extra time up our sleeve, we decided to go back to Bramwell Junction (via a swim at Fruitbat) and plan to tackle the southern part of the OTL. We got to Bramwell around 2pm, and set up next to a camper with no vehicle. We figured they were doing what we plan to do tomorrow  - leave the trailer set up and do the track and come back to sleep. We were spot on. Our neighbours (Tim & Elise, plus 2 teenage daughters) pulled in around 5pm, full of stories and videos of their day on the OTL. This was very encouraging as they were also travelling on their own. We had lots of friendly banter between camp-sites as the evening wore on. We discovered that they have family in Toowoomba, at Darling Downs Christian School. Small world.

Waiting for the ferry


Bramwell Junction

Day 7, Sunday 27th June, 2021

We woke up full of nervous energy. After we had breakfast and prepared our
recovery gear, we set off to check out the first creek crossing, Palm Creek. Reportedly the hardest on the southern section. We met another couple, who were also alone and nervous

After inspecting the first crossing they decided against the track. Tim was nervous but also desperately wanted to have a go. Another group rocked up then, 8 kitted out vehicles with all the 4wd equipment and experience. We watched as they swung into action. They walked the crossing, then took their places. One bloke at the decent into the creek, one in the creek to mark the optimal line and one at the top of the exit (which was pretty steep and hairy). As their vehicles powered through, I asked if we could join their group for the drive. They welcomed us and slotted us into the middle of the pack. The little MUX they called us, making sure we got through before the Utes with the 35 mud tyres chewed up the tracks. Still scared but willing to give it a crack now that we had a support crew, we took on the first creek. We almost made it under our own steam, but got stuck just before the top of the exit. We bent the side step and dinted the rear panel, but only a little. Hard to tell if we lost any paint, there is just too much dust and dirt all over everything.






We travelled with the "Off-Road Concepts" crew until Dulhunty, where they set up camp for the night. As we had to get back to Bramwell before dark, we kept going. We crossed the Dulhunty and hooked up with a Father-Son camping trip. We re-tuned our UHF to their channel and followed along until Bertie creek campsite for some lunch. After lunch, we put our togs on and lay in the creek to cool down. Some of their group went spear fishing in the deeper water. After lunch we got back onto the track, crossing the Bertie and Cholmondeley Creeks, and continuing until we reached the infamous Gunshot. Not willing to do the suicidal drop off the cliff into a mud pit, Tim took the deeper but more gradual descent of the "chicken" track. This took more skill than simply falling off the cliff and driving across the shallow ford, but seemed like the safer option for people and vehicle alike. I stood on the bank and videoed while my car got a wash, water coming up over the bonnet just briefly before turning and driving up onto the rugged and slippery mud bank. Our new friends (some chickens and some plain crazy) also made it across Gunshot and then we parted ways. They planned to camp at the next creek crossing and we needed to save time for the two hours back to Bramwell along the PDR. As it was 3.30pm by this point, we took the Bypass Road back out past the ranger station to the PDR rather than crossing the last two creeks on the OTL. At first, smooth sand driving but deteriorated into severe corrugations for more kms than I'd like to remember. The track was very narrow and I would hate to meet someone travelling the other direction.


Lunch at Bertie Creek campground



Once on the PDR, travelling improved a little, the way familiar road always does. Our third time driving this particular stretch, we can begin to anticipate which sections are rough, how long to the bitumen and recognise the abandoned cars along the side of the road (graffitied with witticisms like "drive carefully"). Exhausted and with adrenaline fading, we were glad to shower and eat dinner early before collapsing into bed.

After Gunshot Creek - cleaner than it was

Day 8, Monday 28th June, 2021

We decided to head to Weipa as part of our journey home, and set out after breakfast. We had used our last jerry can of fuel on Sunday, and Bramwell’s fuel delivery which was expected Sunday night had not yet arrived. No worries, it's only 95km to Weipa and we have two thirds of a tank. As we drove past the turn to Batavia Downs and notice Weipa on the sign, we discuss what we have heard from fellow travelers regarding the condition of that track and whether we should head that way. Tim wants to stick to the PDR, so we continue on. When we reach the fork in the PDR where we turn for Weipa we read with growing concern "170 km to Weipa". At this point we have just over a quarter of a tank and the car suggests our range is 180 km. We press on, and begin praying. Maybe a station between here and there has fuel for sale. Concern turns serious when the fuel light comes on 40km from town. Worry fades a little as we realise we have returned to the land of phone signal, and know there is RACQ in Weipa. Our UHF on for the mine trucks, we consider radioing for fellow campers to see if anyone has and diesel in a jerry we could buy. The fuel light begins to flash and we see the first traffic light we have seen in a week. We make it to Weipa on fumes, putting 62 litres into our 60 litre tank. We also fill all three jerry cans. We stop at Woolworths for bread and cereal, sausages and a few snacks. Then we head to the only camp ground in town. They are very full, no vacancies at all, until the group ahead of us say they had one less vehicle than they expected and could give up a site for us. Bless them. So here we are in Weipa for two nights. We do a load of washing, eat some sandwiches and then sit by the pool as they boys quickly make friends with the other camping kids. Much excitement!! Isaiah and Toby have found a friend of a friend. Hudson, friend of Matt (in their class at school) and Oli (from youth group) is here. The boys are suddenly less sullen and have stopped whinging that they just want to go back to the O'Connor's house. Excellent. Tomorrow is looking up.