Speaking of leaving Queensland…

17 09 2009
Goodbye Queensland

Goodbye Queensland

Northern Territory is an interesting place.  It’s a part of Australia but not part of the whole British Commonwealth scheme.  The inhabitants took a vote to join the Commonwealth a few years back and roundly voted against it.  Landslide.  As such, they still have people in Parliament but they have no voting power.  Their votes don’t count for anything but because all Australians are required to vote, they still go to the polls.  Who knows where those votes go.  The positive side is, they’re the only state in Australia without that godawful Union Jack in the corner of their state flag.

The entire territory has just over 200,000 people, 30% of which are Aborigine.  Roads are well maintained and straight and loooooong.  People give a wave to you as the pass when you’re going up the highway.  But the biggest difference is the lack of XXXX beer signs. -jp





Cairns to Alice Springs

16 09 2009
The road to Alice Springs is very long and very flat.  Get use to this view.

The road to Alice Springs is very long and very flat. Get use to this view.

The road to Alice from Cairns is over 2500 kilometers.  Well, the paved road, anyway.  You can take an unsealed, corrugated desert track and save about 300km but we’d decided that we’d had enough of that kind of thing for awhile.

It took us 5 days to drive it and some of those days we drove over 600km in a day.  That’s kind of a lot when you’re averaging 80km/h or so with a max of 100.  We blew a tire on the way.  It was the same tire as every other time.  It’s starting to piss me off.

The sites along the way included Mt Isa which is a major mining town but otherwise uninteresting despite having terrible drivers, a few other mining towns and cattle towns, and a lot of monuments for explorers along the Stuart Highway.  The biggest news is we left Queensland finally after nearly four months. -jp

Von Cairns nach Alice Springs!

2500 km – ja, es ist ein verdammt langer Weg. Und leider landschaftlich nicht so wirklich interessant und abwechslungsreich. Naja, wir sind nach glaube ich 5 Tagen Fahrt in Alice Springs angekommen. Klingt lange ja, aber mit Biggie können wir auch nur so 80-100 km/h fahren, sonst frißt er uns die Haare vom Kopf wegen hohem Bezinverbrauch.

Auf dem Weg runter ist uns auch mal wieder ein Reifen geplatzt und komischweise war es der, der uns bereits 2 mal kaputt gegangen ist. Wir hatten also die Vermutung, dass es irgendwas mit der Felge zu tun haben muß, aber der Typ in der Werkstatt meinte, ne passt alles mit der Felge… -mk

Gallery: http://gallery.me.com/the_np_bat_man#100943

The route we took.





The bats of Cairns

15 09 2009

Just go to the library and look up.

Just go to the library and look up.

Before we ever came to Australia we were afraid of certain animals and one of those was bats.  There’s a park near where we stayed in the beginning in Sydney that has huge bats that fly low over you and make noise and whatnot.  Eventually, we got use to them and even started getting excited when we’d see new types of bats.

That said, we really thought it was cool that in Cairns, in the trees outside the library downtown, there’s a huge colony of large fruit bats.  They just sit in the trees chilling and squeaking at birds.  When the weather is hot, they’ll fan themselves with a wing.

If you’re in Cairns, check it out.  Be warned though… it always smells terrible when there is a colony of bats around. -jp





Termite mounds

13 09 2009

This termite mound is really big.

This termite mound is really big.

The termite mounds around Australia are both plentiful and big when you’re in the scrub.  The ones up Cape York are just huge.  Some of them were over 5 or 6 meters.  There are various kinds, like the magnetic ones that point north-south and the cathedral ones that are red and big.  They all work sort of the same way: they’re built from detritus and saliva and poo of termites with the dead at the top, the king and queen at the bottom, and the rest of the business done in the middle.  The inhabitants are tiny and blind but highly organized. -jp





Returning South

9 09 2009

13,000 year old Cave Paintings

13,000 year old Cave Paintings

The return trip was uneventful other than finally a blown tire and another stop in Fruit Bat Falls.  Oh, and the 13,000 year old Aborigine cave paintings.  13,000 years!

One evening we were attacked by a couple of millepedes.  I spent the rest of the evening on the ladder because I’m a wuss.

After returning to Cairns we spent two days cleaning the dust out of the truck.  It was a mess inside and out. -jp

Gallery: http://gallery.me.com/the_np_bat_man/100927





None more north

8 09 2009

One more step further and the crocs will get you...

One more step further north and the crocs will get you...

This is the most northerly point in Australia. It’s like, how much more north could this be? And the answer is none. None more north. -jp

related post: None more east.





The system doesn’t work

6 09 2009

The booze we were forced to drink or hide.

The booze we were forced to drink or hide.

On Cape York there are a number of Aborigine settlements and in all of them there are alcohol restrictions.  The entire area north of the Jardine River is all Aboriginal land so we hid the rest of our alcohol behind a tree on the side of the road near the turnoff to Varilya Point.

The restriction system is just silly.

First, in order to keep the Aborigines from drinking too much they’ve instituted this law which effectively causes everyone traveling north to drink too much so that they don’t end up wasting their booze.  That’s called irony.

Second, in the areas like Lockhart River Community where there is zero alcohol allowed, the Aborigines just drive 100km to the Archer River Roadhouse once a month when their government checks come, get hammered, and then drive drunk 100km back to the settlement in the middle of the night.  They do that for three or four nights until they’ve all run out of money and then the area is quiet again.

Third, in a place like Bamaga, you can just go to the bottleshop and BUY MORE BOOZE.

This is not, in my book, a system that works.





Varilya Point – The flies and mosquitos are killing me

5 09 2009

Without going into too much detail, when you’re in the wilderness and have to heed nature’s call, you usually don’t like to be harassed, much like when doing the same thing at home.

Unfortunately, I was harassed.  Badly.  At night by mosquitos and during the day by flies.  To top that off, my tooth was killing me.  It wasn’t one of the better days.  We don’t even have a photo because in the morning we just packed up and left because everyone was pissed off about the flies.

Moral of the story: don’t go to Varilya Point.  And if you do, make sure a number two isn’t on the schedule.





Fruit Bat Falls

4 09 2009

Stop here to get the dust off.  Stopp hier um den Staub los zubekommen.

Stop here to get the dust off. Stopp hier um den Staub los zu werden.

What a great place.  It’s a picturesque waterfall about two meters high with a croc-free swimming hole under it.  But the best part is what the truckloads of tourists somehow missed.  If you turn right on the boardwalk instead of left, you go up the river above the falls where the river is only about 4-6 inches deep rolling over shale rock.  But the highlight are the holes in the rock that make natural pools.

We spent a few afternoons with beer, wine, and champagne sitting in one of the rock pools enjoying the weather and sun.  All the while, everyone else went down to the swimming hole.  It’s like people only do exactly what’s in Lonely Planet without looking around to see what else is in the area. -jp

Was für ein schönes Fleckchen Erde! Wir haben ja tatsächlich darüber nachgedacht einfach da zu bleiben – hihi!

Die Fruit Bat Falls sind kleine Wasserfälle hinter einem Fluß, der ganz flach dahinplätschert. Unter den ca. 2 Meter Wasserfällen kann man sich wunderbar massieren lassen – einfach himmlisch!! Doch das Beste kommt noch. Wenn man den Fluß aufwärts geht, gibt es so ca. 30-70cm tiefe Wasserlöcher. Quasi kleine Pools in denen man wunderbar verweilen kann. Das haben wir uns natürlich nicht nehmen lassen und gleich 2 Vormittage (einmal auf der Hinfahrt und einmal auf der Rückfahrt vom Cape) darin verbracht. Standesgemäß, wie es sich für einen guten Traveller gehört, mit Bier, Wein und Champagner – muß ich dazu noch was sagen!? -mk








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