Day 36 Darwin
Our Caravan Park is at Winnellie and just across the Stuart Hwy is the RAAF Base and Darwin International Airport. Yesterday we didn’t really notice much aircraft noise at all but this afternoon I think the RAAF were playing games, the noise from at least two jets was DEAFENING! It started about 4:30 but by 5:00 it was only helicopters and small planes coming in.
It’s not the planes I’m cursing but Sandflies. Alex has some little red spots around his ankles, I have big, hard red lumps on my arms, ankles and legs, the itching from them is torture. They attacked silently and invisibly at Dundee Beach! Today I bought some antihistamine and it seems to have helped combined with the two creams I’ve been using.
Conversation between GPS Karen and The Prado Pilot:
“ Drive 200 metres and turn right onto the Stuart Highway.”
“Don’t be ridiculous!”
The Stuart Highway at that point is three lanes wide in each direction with a 90 kph limit.
This evening we went to the Mindil Beach Markets and it was an eye opener. It’s about 15 years since we were last there and my most vivid memory is of people wandering around the Markets gnawing on Lamb Shanks. It had a Hippie feel, now it’s more mainstream and the Carpark was like Football Park for a Grand Final.
We walked from the Carpark to the Markets where a very nice, very big man told us we couldn’t bring Fergus into the Market but we could take him on the beach. I asked him how we could get to the beach and he said just walk straight across the Market, he’d OK us to do that. We went down onto the beach past an Aboriginal group singing and playing rhythm sticks.
Alex went back into the Markets to find something for us to eat while I stayed on the beach with Fergus. More and more people came onto the beach and a few stopped to talk with Fergus. People often tell us they’ve left their dog at home and are really missing it. One little girl, about two, came back again and again to see Fergus and to entertain us, and herself, losing her feet and toes in the sand then miraculously recovering them. Alex came back with a scrumptious Yiros Platter which we shared. Fergus got his tiny share and Eloise was very pleased with herself when she fed some little bits of meat to Fergus.
Some boats loaded with passengers were cruising up and down waiting for the sunset. When the sun finally went below the horizon all along the beach people started clapping. I hope the sun appreciated the applause and will return for another performance tomorrow night.