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Jandamarra’s Path – Part 3

Entering Windjana Gorge, I immediately realised that this was a sacred place.

Windjana Gorge

Windjana Gorge

The high walls of the gorge kept out the heat of the day, and there was plenty of water, even in the dry. It’s a sanctuary for all sorts of wildlife, including freshwater crocodiles.

Windjana Gorge

There were so many of them, floating like little logs.

Windjana Gorge

Some got closer than others.

Windjana Gorge

Windjana Gorge

But despite the serenity of the place, this was where Jandamarra and his people (numbering fifty or so warriors it was said), fought the pastoralists and police in a bloody battle. Jandamarra was severely wounded, but escaped into the caves not too far away from here.

Windjana Gorge

Cockburn Ranges – Part 1

After Wyndham, we returned to those distant hills, and as we drew closer we saw that it was a sandstone range – the Cockburn Range.

El Questro and Pentacost River

These mountains formed much of the backdrop to the first half of Australia – they’re very distinctive. It also lines the first part of the Gibb River Road – the 660km old drover’s route between the ports of Wyndham in the East Kimberley and Derby in the West Kimberley. We’ll travel down its entire length during the tour.

El Questro and Pentacost River

They’re so distinctive that it became my picture of the day – with the now obligatory boabs and a few whistling kites for good measure.

El Questro and Pentacost River

Kununurra and Ord River – Part 3

There were plenty of local fig trees by the Ord. They don’t have to work so hard to get their water.

Ord River Cruise

And also plenty of bird and bat life.

Ord River Cruise

Ord River Cruise

These bats seemed pretty happy in their home, unlike their counterparts in the Royal Botanical Gardens, Sydney.

The further upstream we went, the more rockier the landscape became – all beautiful red sandstone.

Ord River Cruise

Ord River Cruise

It inspired my picture of the day.

Ord River Cruise

Autumn Beach Walk – Part 2

I can’t quite believe that Bridie the Beagle is now at the ripe old age of 13. She’s well into pensioner age now and much of the time is content to lounge about.

Old-age pensioner

Unless she senses another dog ‘invading’ her territory.

Old-age pensioner

Or when there’s a beach walk on the cards.

Autumn beach walk

That’s when she gets really active, behaving more like a disobedient pup (do beagles ever grow out of this stage?)

Autumn beach walk

Sprinting, jogging, and all the while sniffing out the many scents on the beach. She particularly likes seaweed!

Autumn beach walk

Strange dog…

Autumn Beach Walk – Part 1

This spell of warm weather seems never-ending at the moment. Today it was 28C here in Sydney, warm enough to enjoy the beach. These photos though were a few weeks ago during the Anzac Day weekend. Umina Beach was surprisingly deserted for a long weekend.

Autumn beach walk

There was very little swimming going on even though the water temperature hadn't dipped as yet.

Autumn beach walk

I think there were more dogs than people in the water that afternoon.

Autumn beach walk

Cruising the Hawkesbury – Part 6

After a light lunch on-board, we arrived at the waterside hamlet of Marlow, on the northern side of the Hawkesbury.

Hawkesbury Riverboat Postman Cruise

Once again, it’s a community with boat-only access – which means no town water or sewerage, although they do have power and garbage collection. Unlike Dangar Island though, it takes a bit more effort to reach this place, the nearest road access being via a track from the M1.

Hawkesbury Riverboat Postman Cruise

Nevertheless, there are some nice houses – some look quite historic.

Hawkesbury Riverboat Postman Cruise

There’s mail to be delivered and collected here, and the local dog to treat. Boots the dog (named because of his white paws) expects a biscuit every day.

Hawkesbury Riverboat Postman Cruise

And all too soon we are cruising back downstream to Brooklyn. A nice way to discover the Hawkesbury.

Hawkesbury Riverboat Postman Cruise

Camping on the Colo – Part 5

By mid-morning, the mist was long gone, and the river was turning into a warm bath. The air temperature was a maximum of 37C that day! The water temperature must have then be close to 30C.

Hot day

Hot day

Back at the campsite, we took advantage of every little bit of shade.

Hot day

Bridie Beagle panting like no tomorrow. She enjoyed the heat, even if it completely drained her.

Hot day

Even after a swim, she once again insisted on sunbathing. The saying about mad dogs (and some silly people) being the only ones crazy enough to be in the midday sun, is true where she’s concerned.

Hot day

Camping on the Colo – Part 2

Being on the edge of the Blue Mountains, we thought that we would be in a good place to see some wildlife. Well, perhaps it was too hot for most animals. There were plenty of bird sounds in the morning, but not many that appeared in the open. No mammals to speak of, but we did have this lace monitor climb the tree right next to our camp site.

Upper Colo Reserve

Upper Colo Reserve

Upper Colo Reserve

Upper Colo Reserve

Upper Colo Reserve

Upper Colo Reserve

It wasn’t the only one either – we saw three or four lace monitors wander around during our stay. They all looked pretty healthy, meaning there was plenty of food around for them at least.

Our old girl

It’s been awhile since I’ve done an update on our beagle, Bridie. She is a senior citizen now, almost reaching the ripe old age of 13.

Old girl

She looks very different now to when I first saw her, 6 years ago. Except for the cheeky look in her eyes, which hasn’t changed.

We are not amused

Now she’s more inclined to rest during the day, preferably in her favourite seat. After kicking us off, of course.

Bridie the elder

But there’s still plenty of life left in them old legs, particularly if a beach walk is on the cards. That’s when she reverts back to puppydom, dashing, splashing, and sniffing like there’s no tomorrow.

Bridie the elder

Around a Mountain Town – Part 3

Some everyday scenes from around Takayama.

Bicycles were again the prime way to get around the old town, given the narrowness of the streets.

Around Takayama

Shrines were in abundance, and beside each one, a water spout for ritual cleansing.

Around Takayama

Around Takayama

Stalls selling grilled rice dumplings on sticks (mitarashi dango) which seem to have been there since time immemorial.

Around Takayama

Japan’s love of dogs knows no bounds.

Around Takayama

You can always count to find a ‘pub’ wherever you are.

Around Takayama

This chrysanthemum is a little ray of sunshine on a gloomy day.

Around Takayama