With the long weekend looming we had hoped to get
the camping gear out and head out to Litchfield National Park. The weather
predictions were a bit dubious so we decided to postpone that to another time
and continue to explore Darwin instead.
The Broncos didn’t play Friday night. We missed
their Saturday game on tele and unfortunately it’s now two games we’ve missed
and two they’ve lost. We have to be sure not to miss any more!
Lot 1099 Burnett House |
Louvred bedroom |
It suffered bomb, shrapnel and strafing damage
during WWII, mainly to the first floor. It suffered damage also from Cyclone
Tracy that resulted in the original asbestos roof being replaced with
corrugated iron. The house has lovely tropical gardens including
examples of tub planting which was popular at the time because the house had no
reticulated water.
After leaving here we went out to East Point and
found ourselves a picnic table in the shade with a cooling sea breeze, where we
thoroughly enjoyed our lunch and coffee.
Our view from our picnic spot at East Point |
Nightcliff |
Rusting in peace |
Look what I found...wonder what it's off? |
Because the tide was lower than last time I was
here, I got down on the rusty heap and had a closer look. Still no evidence of
Jeeps though… unfortunately!
Surf lifesavers doing their best at sand sculpting - waves aren't exactly rolling in... |
On Sunday we got going about mid morning and headed
over to the Charles Darwin National Park. Although declared a National Park in
1997, the area was significant to Darwin’s history long before that. It has
strong ties to the Larrakia People who are the traditional landowners and the
Chinese used the area to grow vegetables in the city’s formative years. Like
most things around Darwin, there is a military connection here also with quite
a few storage bunkers dotted throughout the park.
Armco Magazine #12 |
Inside display of #12 |
Darwin City from Charles Darwin National Park |
Stokes Hill wharf |
We grabbed a couple of cold drinks and a snack,
chose a table by the wharf’s edge and sat back and watched the world go by for
a while.
Back at camp, we had a quick swim before settling back with some
neighbours for a very happy hour! Monday was the public holiday and as such was a
lazy day around the park with a sleep in, followed by a slow read of the paper,
before a cuppa and then a long quiet swim.
The rest of the week was routine by our new standards and past uneventfully. We are still finding “Darwin Time” difficult to deal with on occasion. For example, mail is frustratingly slow and takes anywhere from 10 to 15 days to arrive from Brisbane. Even though we had applied in ample time (or so we thought) for absentee voting forms, we had to forgo our right to vote in the recent Brisbane Council Elections because the forms arrived too late (arrived in post on the Monday after the election).
Those of you who know me would be aware of my
obsession with the vehicles and machinery of WWII, which has stayed with me
since I had my ’42 Willys Jeep. When a need was found, the equipment used by
the Allies was designed, built, shipped and thrown into battle in a very short
time. It all had an extremely short life expectancy, which in the Jeep’s case,
was just 90 days. When the war came to Australian shores, courtesy of the air
raids on the 19th February 1942, Darwin was catapulted into the
battle.
The planning and construction, of many of the WWII
sites we’ve visited, happened in a very short time and yet, they remain as a
vivid reminder of the sacrifices many of Australia’s young men and women made
in order for us to live our very comfortable lives. As this year marks the 70th
anniversary of the Darwin bombings, much has been done up here to reinvent
these sites as tourist attractions. If you are travelling up this way I urge
you to allocate some time to visit them. You will find it gives you an
opportunity to walk in the shoes of the men and women who were stationed here
and will leave you with a much stronger appreciation of what they went through.
Until next week… Happy travels.