The end of the road....
Trip Start Mar 25, 2011
32Trip End Nov 11, 2011
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As usual we were up early Louella made some more Damper, what a great way to start the day. As they say in the classics we "broke camp" and hit the road, the road to Archer River was pretty good and we planned on having an Archer Burger for lunch.
On the way we called into Bramwell Station, a working Cattle Station that has accommodation and even has a bar, “ahh go on then we'll have a wee drink for the road” …we met a woman whose husband and 22 other eejits were riding to the Tip on little motor scooters, like the postman here rides or a Honda 50 if anyone remembers them, they were lunching in Moreton Station (on the Wenlock River where we’d camped on the way up). Sure enough we met them on the road and as it was so dusty we pulled over to give them all a wave and a cheer as they puttttted along.
Have ye heard the joke about the Scotsman, the German and the Dutchman? Well not really a joke but just south of the Wenlock River we came across a car broken down with 2 Dutch, 1 Scot and 1 German, all young lads doing the wee trip around Oz. The Jeep was having electrical problems and despite our best efforts…well Geoff’s really…we couldn’t get the yoke going so we offered the chaps a trip to Archer River. As it had Fuel and food we thought it may have a mechanic and Weipa the only other town around was miles out of our way. No luck for them at Archer River so they decided to split up and 2 go back to the car and 2 to Weipa for a mechanic, we gave them a loan of a tent for the night and left them the next morning with one Dutchman already on the way back to their car…wonder how they got on?
Forgot to give them me email address but we haven’t heard of any missing persons so presume they are all OK.
We didn’t make it for lunch but the Archer River Burger is a beautiful thing. Yvonne, like me, is a bit fussy when it comes to food but even she got stuck into one, as some of you may know I do like my burgers “without the shite” so that’s what I had! Still loverly!
Day 12: Lions Den
On the road again, this time to the Lions Den Pub to camp for a night before the LONG trek home (well, it is about 100km!). We called into Coen for fuel and noticed the “Sexchange Hotel” was closed to all residents of Cape York!
Leaving Coen we came across a group of cyclists and unlike us none a spring chicken, these people were actually going to cycle to the Tip… mad…feckin mad I tell ye, eatin car dust and dirt in 30° heat and as Louella said “they had paid for this experience, it wasn’t a sentence” what lunatic would do that? Apart from Paul Mara and Luke Ryan????....the road around Laura was fairly rough, a bit rougher than I had remembered or maybe the poor Navara had had enough by then and the springs were aching… and then there is was… tarmac …you beauty, smooth sailing to the Lions Den for a wee ale just to clear the dust from the throat, the last night of camping. Pizza at the pub and an earlyish night…
Day 13: Port Douglas
SHOWER…Trish and myself decided we needed a bit of luxury to finish off the holiday so we booked a room at Rydges Resort in Port Douglas, the shower was great, longest shower in history followed by a swim in the pool, lunch at the Courthouse Hotel and more swims….AND we still got red dirt in the toenails!
Couldn’t go near the car as it was filthy and every time you needed something you’d get manky reaching in to get it.
Day 14…..home sweet home, car washed not once but twice - vacuumed, polished oh…and the car too ….
Travelled - 2192 Kms, Fuel costs from $1.55 per litre up to $2.60 per Litre, average distance per litre was 7.74 Km or Litres per 100km = 12.92 litres…that’s 22 miles to the Gallon in the old money….
Ate – LOTS,
Drank - a wee bit.
Photos – about 1000 but I’ll narrow them down…sometime…
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