For a change we had an earlier start this morning to get to the
Darwin Passenger Rail terminal to catch the departure of the Ghan. I’m not sure exactly what I expected but
whatever it was I didn’t get it. The
Ghan is such an icon of current and past rail history, so although I didn’t
expect a brass band, I did expect something to compliment the grandeur of its
reputation. Granted it is big – as it very
slowly (and I mean VERY slowly) moved away from the station we sat and counted
all 41 components including the engine and the “rack of cars” at the back. But the only people aside from ourselves that
weren’t the 6 or 7 employees putting stuff away, were two Asian women with two
young children taking photos. Flinders
Street at 9.00am it aint!
We had arrived about 20 minutes before its scheduled departure and saw
no-one on the platform except for those few people and although there were a
few faces to be spotted at the odd carriage window, the carpark was relatively empty and the train
left 5 minutes before its scheduled departure time. We were left to wonder do they actually fill
those 30 odd passenger carriages?????
I was very taken though with the awesome shade sails out the front of
the station and a large rock formation in a garden to the side which was in the
shape of a turtle.
Our next stop was at Cullen Bay, and as I watched a couple of boats
going through the lock from the open water back into the harbour, I noticed
this little dude hitching a ride on the gates.
It seems he shits…….. errrrr sits here on a regular basis.
Just over a walkway bridge is a lovely little area at the entrance to
Cullen Bay where the ferries to the Tiwi Islands dock. Obviously a popular fishing spot, the fish
today were being not just a little cheeky by swimming along the top of the
water, even leaping out of the water, just beyond the reach of the numerous
fishermen on the wharf. Trying to temp
them closer to the lines, the fishermen had thrown pieces of bread out into the
water and fish were eagerly attacking the bread – well more like the bait was
eagerly attacking the bread – the fish however were otherwise engaged in their
entertaining frolic elsewhere.
On reaching Lee Point I went out to take a look at the beach. Evidently Darwin experiences a difference of
8 metres between low and high tide. The
water was out there somewhere! The
expanse of sand was incredible given we had obviously arrived at low tide you
just about needed a cut lunch and a compass to get to the water.
We took the dogs for a quick walk and were about to leave the car park
when a woman came driving along with her front wheel wobbling around
everywhere. Seemingly oblivious to the
fact, we followed her down to the next car park where we pulled alongside and
could see that the car had been in a collision and the whole front panel of the
driver’s side was dented and scratched.
Shane asked if she was OK and she seemed very distracted. He mentioned that the wheel was very wobbly
to which she responded “Oh is it” and then started shuffling around looking for
something in the car. We drove off
wondering how the heck she couldn’t feel that in the steering as she was
driving. It should not have been on the
road at all and was very dangerous. It
looked as though the whole wheel could fall off at any given moment.
From Lee Point we ventured around to Buffalo Creek where yet again we
were met with major development in roadworks.
We were followed in by a 4wd towing a small boat and stood by as they
backed the boat down the ramp. One of
the Aboriginal men was wearing a pair of shorts and it was hard not to notice
the ankle bracelet. I did feel a little
bad about making the comment to Shane that maybe they stole the boat! Unfortunately with everything we’ve seen of
the Aboriginal community so far, it isn’t a difficult conclusion to make on the
fly.
Meanwhile I found this little dude slowly
making his way up the boat ramp and although trying to pretend he was a
seashell, I managed to snap a couple of photos of him. He was literally smaller than a 20 cent
coin.
The signs at the edge of the boat ramp warn that the creek is inhabited
by Crocodiles, so our photo shoot was brief but again the long walk out to the
water was amazing. I would imagine that
when the tide does come back in, it would work its way up that sand quite
quickly.
By mid afternoon it was getting quite warm for the dogs so we headed
back to camp after doing a bit of grocery shopping. Everyone else had a bit of a rest while I
whipped up some pasta salad and then it was off to have a BBQ dinner with
Kerrie & John who are heading off on the next leg of their journey
tomorrow. We really enjoyed the evening
although John really…….. you don’t eat cheesecake? Seriously man – those little salted caramel
cheesecakes are amazing. I definitely
ate way too much and couldn’t fit the last few bites in but it was a lovely
night. The time really flew by and I was
surprised at the time when we were finally leaving. We’ll miss seeing them on our journey as we
go our separate ways over the next few weeks.
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