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A Trip to Beyound:
An Illustrative diary of John Cottingham's 1999 travels
across Australia.
This year we have an
ambitious trip planned across the northern part of Australia.
We intend to go northwest of Brisbane in Queensland out to Mt
Isa and from there, west to the Barkly Homestead in the
Northern Territory, were we will turn north on our way to
Heartbreak Hotel at Cape Crawford. We will be visiting the
places that a good number of Australians visit at once in
their lifetime. Broome on the west coast of Western
Australia, Darwin, Alice Springs and Ayers Rock and Adelaide
and Melbourne are our destinations before returning to the
Gold Coast of Queensland.
Tin
Can Bay
Before we begin
travelling, we have a houseboat outting planned on Tin Can
Bay. Tin Can Bay is east of Gympie, which is renown for its
gold mining. The bay is a body of water between Frazier
Island and the mainland coast between Rainbow Beach on the
south and Bundaberg on the north. We will be hiring a
houseboat that has 8 bunks and join friends of Liz. The Tin
Can Bay community is just a handful of business that caters
mainly to the tourist and marine business. At the boat ramp,
porpoises come up in the shallow water for the entertainment
of kids. The Tin Can Bay marina is home to a ragtag fleet of
boats and sailors.
The houseboat that Liz
and her friends hired, is owned by Frazer Island Houseboats.
The boats have everything including the linen and dishes. Our
motly crew had two seasoned skippers. Peter and Lindsay who
kept us in the channel and off the sand bank. Mealtime was a fun gathering, a
banquet.
For three days we
sailed the bay and fished. We caught a mess of whiting and
also a cod which we enjoyed for dinner. We also caught some
mud crab, which was delicious.
Bon
Voyage!
Our home away from
home is a Jeep Cherokee
pulling a 16 ft. caravan. Last year we invested in a television
since the 7 pm. News on ABC TV is generally the only news we
get travelling.
We left the Gold Coast
at about 10 am, Friday June 18th, planning either to stop at
Dalby or Chinchilla. We stopped at Chinchilla. These towns
are northwest of Brisbane, which is the capitol of
Queensland. Towns in the outback generally have populations
of less than 2000 and are focused to serve the local economy
whether its focus is mining, farming or cattle and sheep.
The second day we
stopped briefly at Wallumbilla, an unremarkable farming
village. Liz taught school there, as a young lass, and . We
were gonna stop at Morven but the caravan park was abandoned
and had no electricity so we continued on to Augenthella
(Augenthella can be translated as Meat Ant in Aborigine) and
found a RACQ three star caravan park. Generally, a RACQ (AAA
in America) three star caravan park has nice amenities
(toilet, shower and laundry blocks). The 4 and 5 star parks
will have their ratings according to landscaping and more
desirable positioning in tourist destination.
The third day, which
was Sunday, we struck out for Longreach, stopping on the way
at Ilfracombe, which has a nice machinery exhibit along the
north side of the highway. The machinery and vehicles are
relics donated to the Folk and Transport Museum. The display
is of early vintage equipment and inventions used by the
cattle and sheep stations in the vicinity. The Wellshot Hotel
also has a stockman's demonstration show at 7 p.m. in the
evening. Trained dogs that herd ducks and a sleeping horse
are the main attractions.
We finally arrived at Longreach and stayed three days at the
Caravan Park in town. It was crowded and overbooked but Allan
had a brief visit to the hospital necessitating the extra
stay.
Highlights of
Longreach include the Australian Stockmans Hall of
Fame, a version of the Cowboy Hall of Fame in America.
Historical aspects include stockman and sheep ranching and
Australia art and sculpture. Approaching the Australian
Stockmans Hall of Fame, one is taken by the huge windmill and as one approaches closer,
the prominent sculpture of a
stockman
after a long day ringing. In June, the bouganvillia are beautiful. Inside the
hall, an early
settlers cabin
has been reproduced. Recently one of Lizs bush friends
commented that the bed reminded her of her early life
in the bush. Here on the high plains, fire in a fireplace on a cold winters night
was a family gathering point.
Day trips are
available to stock and sheep stations as well as a sundown
dinner cruise down the Longreach waterhole, west of town a
short ways. Longreach is also where Outback.com.au is the
ISP. Merideth Freeman, one of the owners, was sure friendly
and helpful allowing us to connect the notebook to their
system, which allowed us to chat with the friends around the
world and send and receive email. I don't know if they are
still in business or not. Capital intense businesses like an
internet service provider don't last long if they are
undercapitalized.
Wednesday we moved on
to Winton, a dusty town reminiscent of Old El Paso in a
setting of miles and miles of dry grass in the winter, with a
few mountain plateaus to the west visible. Winton is well
promoted.
Winton is home to the Waltzing Matilda
Museum.
The huge wagon in front is the type of wagon used to carry
tons of wool to the nearest seaport, Rockhampton. It was
pulled by about 30 horses and the trip took about 3 months.
Andrew Barton aka Banjo Patterson wrote Waltzing Matilda.
Waltzing Matilda which has been performed since 1895 is the
song about a sheep rustler who when caught by the police
committed suicide by leaping into a billabong (waterhole).
The scuplture of "The Jolly
Swagman"
is promenient in the museum also.
An Australian
photographer, Peter Knowles had an excellent exhibition of
his work. The photography in both color and black and white
was exceptional. The Caravan Park at Winton had a bush poet
that was amazing with her bush cooking, bush poetry and
yarns. She was really an 'Annie Oakley' of the outback.
Thursday, on the way
to Cloncurry, we passed through McKinlay, which is where the
movie Crocodile Dundee was partially filmed. At Cloncurry, we
saw road trains that had 5 trailers.
Mt. Isa
Friday, we arrived in
Mt. Isa, which is large for Queensland outback towns with a
population of about 25,000, comprising some 50 nationalities.
The main feature of the dusty mining town is the Mt. Isa Mining
Company.
Almost everything in the community revolves around the mine,
which mines zinc, copper and lead. To many of the locals, Mt.
Isa is at the center of the
world. We
took a tour of the Mt. Isa mine area in a dilapidated tour
bus and heard more about Mt. Isa mining than most wanted to
know. Of the outback towns we have seen so far, Mt. Isa is
one of the few that has a mall and a compact downtown area
with a K-Mart and also a Coles Supermarket.
The Mt. Isa stock show
was at the show grounds, while we were there. Shows are
another word for a fair, where local folk exhibit and compete
for ribbons their best of everything and the kids have fun at
the carnival. I got a genuine Aussie leather stockman's hat.
The entertainment included a stockman and his wife who showed
the skills of their three dogs in herding cattle. They also
had a horse they had raced, and the wife had trained the
horse to do things horses do not do naturally. She didn't use
reigns but hand signals and pressure on different parts of
the horse to encourage the horse to do the unexpected.
The stockman handles
700 cattle on their ranch without help from anything except
the 3 dogs. The dogs can cut cattle out of a group, and put
them in a corral or a caravan, without human
intervention...just by calling their name and directing them
and with hand signals.
Evidently in trained
stock dogs, either the master or another dog is the lead dog,
which leads the cattle or sheep to the corral or caravan and
the others keep the stock right behind the lead dog. As a
example, the stockman released two calves from a corral and
directed the dogs to keep them behind him as he walked figure
eights around barrels in the corral. After they had amazingly
done this, he asked if any one thought they could do the same
with three people to replace the dogs. Three teenagers felt
up to the task and joined him in the corral. The teenagers
were to lead and drive the calves around the barrels. The
stockman had his dogs retreat and the teenagers had their
turn....well one calf went one way and the other another
way...instantly...from one end of the corral to the other.
Dogs had the respect of the calves...humans didn't. Well to
make a long story short, the teenagers gave up...they
couldn't drive one calf let alone two.
The dogs grouped the
calves back together, and the stockman led the group to a
stock caravan and opened the back. The dogs then drove the
calves and made them load themselves in the caravan.
I won $102 playing
keno at the Town Club. We also had a nice meal and the
entertainment was very professional. The 'Money Tree' drawing
seemed to favor those well known to the staff and didn't
include any of the visitors. One might wonder if the drawing
is on the level. Perhaps this was just an unusual draw.
On Saturday Evening,
we were rejected from entering the Buff Club because the
shirt I wore didn't have a collar. (It didn't seem to matter
that it was covered with a nice sweater and the Guess Jeans
designer shirt beneath did have a sewn in collar.) Their loss
was over a $100 in sales for dinner and gambling. The Pizza
Hut across the road was the recipient of the money...we would
have spent at the Buff Club. We had no trouble with a dress
(discrimination) code there.
The Pizza Hut
experience, was not without dramas. The presentation of the
food under glass was obscured from sight by dirt on both
sides of the glass sneeze shield and some of the food was
stale. In the corners and next to the ice cream machine were
residues of trash and dirt. It is a fact the mall keeps their
toilets tidier than the Pizza Hut dining room. Management was
unresponsive and curt to the suggestions they could do
better. Surely the health department and the franchise
inspection service of Pizza Hut needs to make a visit before
customers become sick.
In
my opinion, the people and businesses I came in contact with
during a short time, Mt. Isa can do better training their
people and management to respond to suggestions and concerns
expeditiously rather than just curt acknowledgments...which
tend to anger the travelling folks who spend their money
here.
North of Mt. Isa, is Lake Moondarra, which was built by the Mt. Isa
Mines as a water supply for Mt. Isa.
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