Wednesday 6 July 2016
Spent the last few days in Jabiru, Darwin and Katherine in
the Northern Territory (NT). At Jabiru went for a Cultural river boat ride that
is run by the Aboriginals. Learned much about their culture and saw some salt
water Crocs. There are signs all over that warn not to enter the water and
stand away from the shore line. The bottom of the campground fence is cemented
into the ground as the salty’s will dig under fence in search for a snack.
In Darwin I visited the WW2 Museum. Quite extensive with all
usual things you find at WW2 Memorials. From an Americans view I was pleased to
see the Aussies recognition of our help with their war effort against the
Japanese.
Later that same night at a Caravan park where an
Independence Day celebration was being held I ran into a couple of fellow
Americans. Both well lubricated with Aussie beer. After a bit of talking I
discovered they were both US Marines. One was from close to Hastings. I will not
mention names here to protect the innocent: When they learned I was Irish they
wanted to do was shake hands. Claimed he was Company Commander but politely
refused to discuss what he was doing here. His friend was silent about
anything. Made the evening more interesting at least
Katherine was a drive through town. Have seen a lot of
Aboriginal people in the Northern Territory. In
Tennant Creek, Katherine and Darwin many are seen on the main streets of
town congregating anywhere there is
shade and a place to sit down.
Monday night I stayed at a small Caravan Park just west of
Katherine. Got to gabbing with a gal, Tina was her name. We wound up chatting
through sunset and into the night. Shared a lot of info and learned we had a
bit in common. Including right hand thumbs that were healing from what appeared
to be encounters with a hammer. Tina looked at me seriously and declared “this
is scary”. I thought so too.
Saw her again the next morning and we parted with a hug and
exchange of emails. Tina is best described as one that I would bring home to
meet Mom. She is a young chick, only 68.
Drove to Kununurra Yesterday, booked a flight on a tour of
the Kimberlies, spent a restful night, got my oil changed and wrote this note.
As an Aussie would say: See ya Later!.
Pat
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