It’s been another busy week for us both with Vic
proving her worth at work and the people in the department making use of her
experience. She’s enjoying being busy but also really enjoys her Saturday sleep
ins.
On Friday this week it was an overcast day and a
bit cooler than we’ve become used to so I headed south about 10kms and had a
look at 17 ½ Mile Camp. Following the air raids of 19th February
1942, a land attack was expected within 3 days, so many defensive decisions
were made in an effort to prepare Darwin ( and indeed , Australia) for the
imminent enemy landings.
Looking downhill from the dugout |
17 ½ miles from Darwin. The troops were given supplies to last several weeks so they could stall the enemy while further defences were organized. They were told to hold their positions to the very end. This site was chosen due to the elevated ridges in the area which gave commanding views across to the harbour and Darwin city which would have to be taken before any move south could be made. The elevated positions also gave the defenders a good view over the Old Stuart Highway and main North – South Railway Line to Adelaide, which it was anticipated, the enemy would have to use in order to make a speedy advance.
The camp was hastily set up under the threat of
invasion and it was necessary to create a water supply, drainage, build huts
and command posts, mess, latrines etc. Trip wires were placed in front of camp
perimeters to create fields of fire and camouflaged.
Concealed dug out |
Remnants of the Flaming Fury |
Nowadays the area is a reserve with good walking
trails ( a 2.1 km circuit), good descriptive signage and well preserved dug
outs. There are some life size steel cutouts of soldiers, in position, and you
are encouraged to stop, look around and consider the site from the perspective
of those defending it.
In the afternoon, on my way to pick Vic up from
work I found the remaining oil storage tanks which were one of the primary
targets on many of the Japanese air raids.
On Saturday, after a sleep in, Vic and I went to the Coolalinga Markets again to buy a mosquito coil holder. The one we got differs from the usual ones in that it’ll hold the pieces of coil, which I always end up with because they’re damn near impossible to unpack without breaking! We were told these ones are hand made locally but our fellow Free Spirits, George and Shirley from Townsville, have one they bought there!! (So much for self promotion!)
Making sure it is straight!! |
We had a look around together before having a coffee at the café nearby and easily killing a couple of hours.
Dave and Sandra, like Vic and I, have sold up everything at home, put the important stuff in storage and are now on the same search as we are. None of us are sure what we’re looking for but I’ll let you know when we find it! Vic and I hope to catch up with Dave and Sandi somewhere round Australia, a great couple and great company.
Don't count the days...make the days count!! Love it!! |
Sunday morning I gave the car a clean and in between the wash and the buff, Dave and Sandi came over and joined us for morning tea in the shade of the coconut palms. Shortly after lunch, the local Fire Department set the first controlled burn for the season, along the boundary of the caravan park. Consequently, we were all engulfed in smoke for most of the afternoon and everything was covered in a layer of ash. I hurried over to Supercheap and bought a car cover to protect my clean Jeep from it.
Control burning |
Aboriginal people burned the country for many
reasons including hunting, communication, to encourage new growth, ease of
travel and for ceremonies. This regrowth provided a range of food sources and
habitats for themselves and the animals they hunted.
Smoky sunset |
Vic and I went for a swim to cool off before
enjoying another great happy hour at Gary and Michelle’s place.
I left the Jeep back at the dealer again on Monday
so they could isolate an issue with the front diff sensor which is sending
false warnings. I was assured it would be done by 11.30 or I would receive a
phone call letting me know otherwise. They dropped me back in the city and
after a coffee I followed the Darwin Bicentenial Way which is a pathway that
meanders through parkland along the Esplanade.
Along the Darwin Bicentenial Way |
By midday I’d received no phone call so made my way
back to Kerry’s, the Jeep dealer. In previous blogs I’ve made mention of Darwin
time which is something you need to contend with if you visit. Basically,
Darwin time is, ‘when I’m damn good and ready and that’s if I get around to it
at all!’ When I got back, they hadn’t looked at my car and after some coaxing,
I was able to leave at 3pm. A faulty sensor was blamed,( something I’d
suggested when I left the car with them… and my mechanical / technical ability
would fit in a thimble!!) and the part will need to be ordered. Oh, my stars,
this will be interesting! We’ll have to wait and see how it all pans out.
On Tuesday we heard on the news that a 4.2 metre
croc had been trapped a kilometre downstream from Berry Springs where Vic and I
had enjoyed our swim on Saturday.
During happy hour, some caravanners down from us
returned from a days crabbing with some magnificent mud crabs they’d trapped.
Apparently, they had caught 10 the day prior but only 5 today because they’d
lost 2 traps to crocs.
Wednesday was an awesome day. A group of us went to
the bistro for dinner and watched the Mighty Queensland Maroons down the NSW Blues 18 – 10 in the first round of
the State of Origin.
As the week came to a close…. It was great to be a
Queenslander!
Until next week… Happy travels.
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