Allan and Connie - wandering about in a caravan - Winter 2017

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Whether you have been here before or not.. WELCOME! I'm not much of a photographer but I enjoy taking photos that [to me] seem unusual or interesting. Sometimes I think they are funny, sometimes strange and sometimes R rated. In any case you are encouraged to put comments in the visitors book. I hope I can make you smile or even giggle a bit.

So, I scrounged all around my caravan and collected all the coins I could find. I went around the caravan park and begged/borrowed another $4.80 and I borrowed $5 from Connie. I then walked a kilometer in the scorching hot sun to the pub. I was determined to win some big money... then I saw this sign ...

OH SURE THING!

As if I'm gonna go looking for the liaison officer and ask him to ban me from the pub. Get real!

What a waste of paper, printing, and wall space. The pubs management would be smarter to put a picture of a nude woman on the wall! [or man if you are that way inclined].

This untidy scarecrow? rag doll? is beside the road as you drive into Julia Creek. I've had a few beers and pondered this thing... but I can't come up with an explanation for the bicycle. Of course the rest of it is obvious ... isn't it?

They are rather nice. What are they? I know they are not sheep or cattle - I've been around you know. They are not at all frightened by us. This was at Julia Creek in the free camp area.

It struck me that if this road goes to so many places then it ought to be a bit more than a dirt track. One shower of rain and the track turns to boggy mud and half Queensland will have to stay home from work.

Of course! That's why they don't want it tar sealed.

It's difficult to get a mental image of the size of a property or cattle station around here, however, this map helps. In the centre is Richmond and all the red dots are properties.

But, how many kilometers is it from Richmond to the edge of the map?

Not a bad day of fishing for Connie. She caught it in the Flinders River near Hughendon.

The bit I didn't believe was that she was using a 30 lb line? No way!

They want us to believe that 14 people could ride in these from Cloncurry to Hughendon (over 500 klms).

I don't believe it.

Unless it was being pulled by that big fish that Connie caught.

You win... I'm stuffed.

Way back at Normanton, a week or two ago, the purple pub lost one of it's dunnies. Presumably somebody had stolen it.

I think I've found it in the Hughendon shopping centre. Quite brazen to display a hot dunny in the main street on the footpath eh!

I guess the sign on the awning should have told me to keep walking.

I was hot and I had to try it.

It turned out that the beer not cold and was aS FLAT AS A SHEET OF BROWN PAPER.

Listen up now! Ammonites were spiral-shelled molluscs that evolved approximately 410 to 354 million years ago. They grew up to 3 meters across and could weigh up to 300kg. That's the same weight as 3600 thick sausages. Despite their weight, ammonites floated in water like vertical discs. They had bunches of tentacles protruding from their shells that searched for prey such as small fish (look up the rest in your encyclopedia). This display is a metal model - as if you can't see that!