This trip is like a living geography lesson. Visiting places we have never heard of and then learning about the place. The interpretive signs are great. Explain all the history, dream time stories and stuff you need to know.
It is very informative as well with regards to caravans. Hundreds and hundreds of vans and camper trailers all pouring north with hundreds more coming in from east and then others going south ( don't know why) amazing site. I have never seen so many different types and variety. Better than the caravan and camping show wandering around looking at them each stop. People love showing off - showing you the latest/ newest van. Funny no one wants to look in our little van. The B's have come to love their home on wheels. Mr B even remarked he doesn't hear the fridge rumbling at night.
Last night in Banka Banka a fantastic place to stay.Cravan Parks have a lot to learn from them. A full moon and purple horizon as the moon came up. Mr B said photos don't do it justice. Banka Banka is a cattle station (indigenous owned) that decided to cash in on grey nomads. Turned the front paddock into a van park $20 a van about 50 vans, side paddock for 20 tents and other paddocks for those with generators. Had a campfire and bar - fantastic. Found a new wine Grey Nomad shiraz and sav blanc. This is the label:-
The land down under has provided the ideal habitat for the recently discovered species of homo sapien, the Grey Nomads. First emerging in the 60s around beach areas, travelling in strange shaped boxes on wheels, they have since evolved to favour much larger and luxurious contraptions. Rarely sighted in cities, the Grey Nomad migrates north during Winter, where they frequent isolated coastal regions, the Top End and they are spotted in the Red Centres. Not all with grey fur, known to be very friendly, tranquil and inquisitive, they are extremely approachable if offered wine. Their off-spring are often heard to utter, "have you seen our parents" and "don't spend our inheritance. This sociable mammal likes to congregate around water holes to interact with other Grey Nomads from different habitats.
It is amazing we see the same people every few stops. we don't know them but because we see them frequently at stops it feels as if we know them. We catch up on where they disappeared to during the days in between.
Mr M has been working on his water tank in the van he has red green and yellow lights to tell him the level of the water tank. They were not working yesterday as they ran out of water so now they are all fixed he can tell when the tank is half full etc I think Mr B is jealous of all the lights flickering in the M van. It's like a space station with all the winking lights and cords.
Mr B has been walking - shock horror - I know - trying to keep his fitness levels up. For those in the know this is unheard of behaviour - must be mixing with grey nomads too much.
We can't get over the early starts, it is like a gun goes off at 6 and they are off charging up the road hoping to get the best sites. Even the free campers get going by 7
We are the late starters, try our hardest to get going by 9.30 to 10. All over done in the sleep dept. We get tired but after 9.30 the place is like in total darkness no one moving so we feel we need to be quiet so we turn in early.
M's watched a movie last night proving the DVD works - bootleg and all.
Had lunch at Daly waters - Mrs B still sick. Fantastic historic pub.
Scenery leaves a lot to be desired, flat with many lush trees. The ant hills are getting bigger as we go north. Some have been dressed up in style. Bush is thicker -Getting more tropical.
Busy free camp tonight - Noisy lot. Mr B asked if that was the call to prayers.