It can’t be ignored, we’ve turned around and we’re heading back south, heading home.
New growth sprouting after a burn
We’re travelling for the first part down the Stuart Highway and although there were some vans going the same way most seemed to be heading towards Darwin. We stopped at Pine Creek where there was a railway display and a Miners’ Park with plenty of interesting old machinery.
Flying Foxes – Pine Creek
Well in Miners’ Park
Boab Trees planted in front of the Station Masters house, before 1914.
Berdan Pan – mechanised way of panning for gold
Continuing on, our next stop was once again within the Nitmiluk National Park but this time through a more northerly entrance. We’d been told the Edith Falls were not to be missed and although the falls were nowhere near as impressive as Wangi Falls the setting was glorious. In the wet season there would also be water cascading over many different places. When we drove through the campground we saw a Pioneer, Mitchell set up, we’ve seen one on the road, that’s all. Maybe it was the same one, there aren’t many of us about.
Welcome to country
Tough native plant
Pool at the bottom of Edith Falls
Lower pool, Edith Falls
Our camp tonight is at the Knott’s Crossing Resort and it’s a lovely, lush tropical style place. We’ll also be here tomorrow night.
Yesterday evening smoke was billowing into the atmosphere darkening the sky. It was a few kilometres form here but if I’d been at home I would have left the area because for a while we could even see the red glow of the fire. Before we went to bed though it had died down. This morning everything was covered in burn debris but nothing showed any sign of damage.
After hosing off the car we set off for Darwin. I needed to buy a new pair of sandals because my other ones broke and it’s definitely too hot for me to wear sneakers. We also wanted to have lunch on Stokes Hill Wharf, for old times sake. Along the way we passed several of the WWII landing strips, it’s difficult to imagine planes landing on them. City driving is stressful after so much time out on country roads but we quickly found a 2 hr park near the Law Courts and the cathedral.
St Catherine’s Cathedral – only the brick part remained after a cyclone
Lovely lady painting in the Mall
If I’d wanted thongs I could have bought some from any of half a dozen places but the only place to have practical sandals as opposed to fashionable ones was a camping/ adventure shop. The store didn’t seem to have changed much since we were there about 16 years ago.
We went to the wharf after that where we had a nice lunch and I was able to upload a post using the free WiFi.
Old style cutter
Linch on Stokes Hill Wharf
The Fisherman’s Wharf was our last stop before heading back to Litchfield. The boats moored there look all business, tough and purposeful.
These boats mean business
Back at camp I went looking for birds while Alex read the paper. It seems to us that every paper has some story about a crocodile …… possibly only during tourist season……. and today’s front page was about people being rescued at Cahill’s Crossing. The incident happened in May so they must have kept it on ice until there were no other croc stories.