At the start of Friday we had no plans for the day
other than to watch the Test between Australia and New Zealand that night,
however that all changed when we got a phone call from Julie, one of the people
we’d met firstly at Mataranka and then again at Katherine.
The two couples, Tony, Julie, Rhonda and Warren
were booking a dinner cruise on Friday night and asked if we’d like to join
them… an offer we readily accepted.
Cape Adieu in glorious sunshine |
The weather report for the day wasn’t promising and
as Vic and I had a swim in the afternoon, some light rain began to fall. By 5pm
we were on board the Cape Adieu, a 22 metre motor sailing ketch, and ready to
set off from Stoke’s Hill Wharf. It was at about the same time that the heavens
opened up. As we’d begun to enjoy our first drinks, the showers moved across
the city and became torrential as we motored out into the harbour.
The Van Akkers from Canberra & the Blue Mountains |
Warren in his green plastic finery |
The Skipper, watching the rain showers on the
radar, moved around behind them before tucking in close to the cliffs and out
of the wind. The sunset we’d all been hoping to enjoy was a non event, due to
the cloud cover. After making short work of the pre dinner selection of dips,
we enjoyed a great fresh seafood buffet, before steak and fresh threadfin salmon off the
bar-b-q.
Seafood buffet on board Cape Adieu |
Sweets and coffee rounded the night off before we
returned to the dock at 8 o’clock. The night had been a real hoot with a lot of
laughs. If you are ever in Darwin, Vic and I would thoroughly recommend a
cruise on the Cape Adieu. The Skipper and his crew are a lot of fun and keen to
make sure you enjoy your night. If you are lucky enough to spend it with a
group of fellow travellers like the ones we did, then, it’s a bonus.
At the end of the night you can still tell how wet we got by Vic's top |
Vic and I got back to the van in time to see the
Kangaroos trounce the Kiwis 20-12.
We’d noticed a black spot appearing on our photos
since Tennant Creek that had been getting worse and were told it was mould,
which would be an expensive repair. It got to the point where the camera
couldn’t focus on anything so off we went to replace it. Dick Smith did a deal
we were both happy with and that was how we spent the rest of the weekend…
playing with the new toy. Hopefully you’ll notice a vast improvement in the
photos from here on!
Darwin Cenataph |
Monday and Tuesday were Vic’s first couple of days
working in the city and passed quickly. Wednesday was ANZAC Day, and while we
spent it lazily, we were sure to thank those who had gallantly fought and gave
their lives, leaving us with the ability to enjoy this free life. Lest We
Forget.
After dropping Vic at work Thursday I went to
Doctor’s Gully, which is the site of the Catalina Flying Boat Base during WWII.
At low tide there are many visible reminders of what would have been a busy
spot during the war years. Mooring points, rusting tanks and buoys, solid
timber beams, (which would have been part of a slipway) and rusting engine
parts all make this an interesting place to visit.
This was the first day of the Mindil Beach Markets
for the season and with much anticipation, Vic and I made our way there as soon
as she had finished work. We weren’t disappointed! The markets are held in the
parkland fronting Mindil Beach and as you stroll around, the sea breeze gently
blows through the trees carrying the combined aromas from the many food stalls.
The smells are fantastic! It is said that there are over 1200 menu items from 5
continents available here. The markets support over 200 small businesses,
provide employment for more than 1000 locals and contribute significantly to
the NT economy.
We gave this one a miss....just don't know what you might get! |
From 2 people to ..... |
this...in a very short timeframe....1000's of people just enjoying the view and each others' company. |
So it was an interesting week, mixed with the
excitement of things we’d been looking
forward to, the surprise of discovering things we hadn’t expected to, and the
realization that no matter where you are
or what situation you find yourself in, some things just don’t change.
“til next week… happy travels!
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