Refreshed from my swimming at Boodjamulla is time was time to make miles.
Some Covid outbreaks in Queensland influencing my decision to get west while I could.
I covered the just over 1,600km to Mataranka hot springs a 2 and a half days.
Met up with some fellow bikers on the way
Joined up again with the beautiful Savannah woodlands
And celebrated being back in the Northern Territory with a soak in the hot thermal waters of Mataranka on a moonlight night.
And how could I resist a dawn swim!
The steam rising of the thermal water in the cool morning air.
Border entry into Western Australia is very strict with a requirement to be in the Northern Territory (classified covid low risk) for 14 days before entering.
Nitmiluk National Park was my next stop and where I have spent most of my current time in the Northern Territory.
My next few posts will cover this amazing piece of Australia.
I was sitting savouring my exquisite long black coffee with cinnamon and apple muffin.
As often happens the conversation started with the words ‘ Nice bike’. This one finished with direction to a local camping spot beside the Gregory River.
An oasis in the harsh dry country
Spring fed flowing crystal clear water.
Water so clear you can see the little fish in the water
A place so quiet and peaceful
The little finches, honey eaters and willie wag tails would fly down and pose nonchalantly for the camera
Water is life
This water in the Gregory River that fell in monsoons thousands of years ago, on mountains thousands of kilometres away percolates underground coming forth as a spring to bring life to the desert.
Sitting comfortably in Fannie Bay, Darwin, its time to recap on the wild ride across the remote country just south of the Gulf of Carpentaria.
Not far along the road from Normanton to Burketown is the Burke and Wills Monument.
The trees at the camp were scarred as proof of the camp.
The last camp of explorers who perished in an attempt to explore this harsh land.
There were in the exploration party. Only one survived because he was found and saved by local aborigines.
The monument to this day is a warning to respect this land.
Travelling west along this section of the Savannah Way land is dry and dusty and the rivers, torrents in the wet season are just strings of waterholes that as summer progresses will disappear.
This can be seen clearly at Leichhardt Falls.
Where I stood on the dry rocks over which only a few month ago water roared and photographed the waterhole no longer flowing and turning green as it stagnates.
Arriving Burketown I’m again reminded that water in the desert comes from the ground as well as the sky.
Water has been bubbling out of the mound spring in Burketown at a temperature of 68c since before history.
The hot water and the minerals it carries from deep in the earth painting the mound and surrounding landscape.
The old post office is now the tourist office. Unfortunately, there were no places left to do the balloon ride over the desert so I had to settle for the sunset river cruise.
Gregory Downs is little more that a hotel
And a small shack that sells dry good, some locally grown vegetables and …
Espresso coffee and home made apple and cinnamon muffins!!!
What an oasis!
As was finding the Gregory River. A spring fed watercourse in the desert and my first introduction to the spring fed rivers of North West Queensland.
