Hann Roadhouse stop for coffee |
The Peninsula Development Road |
The Great Dividing Range |
The only living beasts that came inches to within our tents were the bush turkeys who just strolled around checking out what we left edible for them around the campsite. Luckily for me that at this point I'd returned to lock up the solar panel to the car having noticed that Daniel had left the night's meat defrosting on the table which the bush turkeys would have gladly helped themselves to . Les came up with this idea that everyone had to contribute to this trek by writing a bush poem or some kind of rap. Les had already started on her rap but hers was to be about the entire trip so we only got to hear her first verse. Apparently she said by the end of the trip we were all meant to be singing it! so watch out Youtube! I, of course, decided to also make a contribution so I took up the challenge and completed a piece for the day! This is my piece:
'As we travel the dusty roads of Cape York,
We think our dinner tonight will be Cajun Pork.
With tyres pounding the roads,
Both cars carrying heavy loads.
Vans left behind safely in stow,
Up through the Great Divide we go!
Red dust that trails behind,
Leaves our vision for ditches blind.
The clanging of our gear in the back,
Makes us worry to avoid a stack!
With tents pitched for our stop for the night,
A beer, the pork and guitar music,
I think will make it alright!'
And this was created by me! Ha ha!! I also have to add that for this trip I'd decided to take the video camera so that we could have a 'moving memory' of the trip in addition to the photos and blog, what a job and half!
Archer River Roadhouse pitched for the night |
The Cape York crew planning the next route Another Crew member checks the itinerary Stew and Les's tent in the morning wih a map of Australia! |
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