The drive to Cloncurry saw the landscape change into something more picturesque, with small mountains, more greenery and termite mounds of red soil dotted here and there. It seems to be common practice to wave to other caravan drivers, now that's a lot of waving - some only manage to lift one finger off the steering wheel. We find this quite amusing. We set ourselves up at Gilbert Park caravan park. (Dad and Mum as well). Here was our big chance to do some serious laundry, dry everything out and just have a rest. The boys made some lovely red, clay paint (I, myself thought we seen enough mud and slop for a while) and proceeded to create lovely dot paintings to get into the mood for the fast approaching Northern Territory. We went to Chinamans Dam, the lookout, Mary Kathleen memorial park which had display of machinery used in the early 1900's. The country and western singer at happy hour, was a bit too much to bare. Unlike the awesome bush poetry and jokes at Ilfracombe, she was very depressing and Jamie just couldn't help himself rattling off his own verse or two. The camp kitchens are a great place for a chat around the fire and to learn of places to stop and things to do in the next town.
Hi guys,
ReplyDeleteSounds like you are having an absolute ball. Have loved reading all your blogs. Trust Jamie is behaving himself! Well, our house settles on August 19, and have had no luck with any of the 4 different contracts we've put on varous new homes - rather distressing but in the scheme of things, not such a big deal, I guess. Anyway, will keep in touch as it's looking like we might be taking you up on your offer Rayles. We have another friend in our current neighbourhood who's offered us a month at her place, but Samuel's not keen on that idea. We'll see. Anyway, sending lots of love and warming hugs your way. See you all when you get back! Kylie xxxx