Friday, May 2, 2008

DAYS 60-61 CAPE LEVEQUE

28-29 April 2008

DAYS 60-61 Pilbara – Kimberley Trip

CAPE LEVEQUE
WITH VISITS TO LOMBADINA – CHILE CREEK – ONE ARM POINT

We went to sleep last night to the sound of waves rolling in. It was very soothing listening to the rise and fall of the water – the crescendo and decrescendo accompanying the movement of the waves.

Today is my mother’s day so I am thinking of her as we travel even though I don’t have reception on the phone to contact her. We continued our journey today along the pristine Dampier Peninsula or Ardi as it is known by the locals. In the Bardi language Ardi means north east. Dampier Peninsula is settled by a series of small aboriginal communities. As visitors to their lands we have to respect where we go and have not veered of designated tracks.

This morning we explored the lagoon side of Middle Lagoon as we had spent most of yesterday relaxing or on the beach side of the lagoon.

There were many interesting patterns/tracks in the wet sand made by various crabs. I saw some lovely small shells. As I was about to pick one up a hermit crab beat me to it. Eventually we made our way back and started to move towards Lombadina. The orangy red earth is in stark contrast to the myriad of greens along the road.

The spear grass is as tall as the car in places.

After 34 km we were back on the sealed Cape Leveque road. There was a very interesting marking on the road for quite a bit of its length.

We arrived at Lombadina community just before noon but were advised to come back after 1.00pm as they were closed for lunch. They told us about Chile Creek so we thought we would go to see it before heading the rest of the way to Cape Leveque. The track to Chile Creek was very narrow and deep soft dry sand. We got there okay in 2WD but hubby decided we better be in 4WD on the way out.

We continued on for about 15 minutes to Cape Leveque – 220 km from Broome. We booked in at Kooljaman and have a fabulous campsite overlooking the western part of the coast. The photo was taken at sunset.

After lunch we drove back to Lombadina and spent some time walking around.

We ran into the priest from Beagle Bay and learnt some more about this community of 40-50. The families have lived in this setting for 98 years now. It is a working community aiming for self sufficiency through community ventures. Again the area is beautifully kept.

It is interesting to note that Lombadina and Djarindjin communities are right next door to each other and that the school is built on land over the 2 communities. However, each has its own administration and shop. Djarindjin community is also involved with the One Arm community in running Koojaman, whilst Lombadina is not.

We visited the bush church – openings for windows, corrugated walls, wooden beams and paper bark roof.

Very simple but beautiful.

We visited the craft shop and made sure we picked up a loaf of freshly baked bread. It was a hot day – in the 30s - and the dog below sure knew what to do to keep cool – get on top of the sprinkler.

We then made our way down to the beach over the sand dunes.

We didn’t drop the tyre pressure, as they were just above 60psi, but were in 4 WD.

The corrugations in the sand were quite something.

We finally made our way back to Cape Leveque in time for the sunset.

Whilst cooking dinner on the cobb I downloaded photos and udated by blog diary in readiness for downloading wherever we get the opportunity.

In the meantime we had a visitor.

This is the seen from our camp spot as the sun set.


In the morning hubby explored the electrics and finally admitted in the evening that he didn’t have the foggiest of what he was doing. After a slow start we went to see One Arm Point. It is only about 13 km from Cape Leveque. Again a community that seems to be doing well. It is lovely to see such a beautifully maintained place. Many small country towns would not meet the standards of these place on the Dampier Peninsula.

We drove around the area and saw papaya fruit ripe for picking.

They have some beautiful beaches. Jogolo beach was the first one visited.

Middle beach was interesting in that this is the place where the local Bardi people come to relax. A line of ‘baalis ‘ – shelters from the sun – line the shore line.

At Round Rock the views of the islands of the Buccaneer Archipelago were spectacular.

We headed for the hatchery where we saw barramundi, coral trout, clown fish, clam shells as well as trochus shells. We had hoped to see the shell shed in operation but everyone appears to have been at the hatchery. School children are taught to clean these shells as part of their curriculum.


We made our way back to Cape Leveque and drove down to the western side where there are magnificent rock cliffs. We look down on the top of these cliffs from our campsite.

The top of the cliffs add to an interesting landscape from the campsite but are nowhere near as magnificent as when one gets down to the beach. Hubby promised that we would have time here later in the afternoon.


We drove over to the eastern side from where the lighthouse looks impressive.

A sailing boat was seen not far off shore.

Finally we returned to our campsite.

A walk was what we needed so we walked to the shop along a lovely walkaway with the various trees identified along the way. There was an interesting representation of the seasons from the indigenous perspective overlaid over our western calendar. We decided to have wedges for lunch from the resort shop. Whilst eating we were joined by one of the advisors to the board of the resort. The directors of the resort are all indigenous people – 3 from each community that has an interest in the resort. The management has been contracted out but most staff are from the local indigenous communities. The resort is really well run and the setting is just wonderful.

I had a bit of a snooze whilst hubby went over the car electrics in the manual on the computer. I could tell something was brewing in his mind but I was more interested in exploring the eastern side of the Cape before going back to the western side. So we set off for a swim on the eastern side as that is the swimming area.

The rock formations here are totally different from those on the other side. They are not as dramatic or as tall but still very interesting.

We recognised the little island off the tip of the Cape as one I had photographed on our flight to Horizontal Falls.

After being in the sun a while we returned to the campsite. Hubby was still mulling over the electrics. Our freezer is now working like a dream – it is just the dials on his dash that are the problem now. Apparently after going through the electrical diagrams and checking voltages he identified two possible problem areas. One was at the fuse linkage point. The other was the ignition key. He is laying his bet on the fuse link and frustratingly he cannot do anything about to we go back to Broome on Friday on our way through to Derby.

Towards sunset we drove down to the cliffs and I set up at one end of the cliffs to photograph the sunlight on them whilst hubby decided to do so from the other end. We both ended up with some great pictures.
Another lovely day.





DAY 59 BEAGLE BAY – MIDDLE LAGOON

27 April 2008

DAY 59 Pilbara – Kimberley Trip

BEAGLE BAY – MIDDLE LAGOON

We woke early today. The church bells rang at 6:30 am and then at 6:50 am before the 7:00am Mass. The area still looked very empty. We had three priests hold Mass – you would not see that in the east. One of the priests is retired and has stayed within the community and is referred to as a hermit. The other was a resident priest and someone who had come to relieve him whilst he had been away. After church we were shown a lovely grotto that has been built close to the school. We were told that Sr Bernadette who had recently passed away loved to come to the grotto. Apparently she was a French nun and was quite old when the local Bishop decided to send her back to France. She did not want to leave so after going back organised her own way back to the community and stayed here till the end. The Bishop has a lot of power according to the locals in the community and I am sure he would not have been impressed by her return.

After Mass, inspired by an idea during the service, hubby found a way to bleed the breaks without a hose and they seem to be sort of okay.

It hit us again this morning that Beagle Bay is a beautifully looked after place. The locals have pride in the surroundings they have created for their homes.

We packed up and thanked our hosts before making our way to Middle Lagoon run by a local indigenous family. It is a very well looked after camp spot along a nice part of the coast. Many people come here to fish. We spent a relaxing day here and as it is croc free we were able to go for a swim. The beach part was lovely.


It was interesting watching the waves roll in. After dinner we got our cards and had several games of canasta.

DAY 58 BEAGLE BAY

26 April 2008

DAY 58 Pilbara – Kimberley Trip

BEAGLE BAY
Finally made our way out of Broome feeling well prepared. We decided to go to Cape Leveque and then on the way back to go to Quandong Point. We sort of knew what to expect with the road as we had seen it from the air. (See photo in previous blog in relation to Horizontal Falls).

The advisory for the road is that it is for 4WDs only and caravans should not be taken along it. Hubby is running the new tyres at 80 psi on bitumen and 70 or just below off road. It is a sandy road that in places was very corrugated. The car got a good shake up. A few comments were made about the engine temperature, oil pressure and fuel gages not showing correctly. Several drawers did not want to stay shut at one stage. They were our saving grace as at that point in time a hose broke. Hubby noticed oil begin to come out from the same tube that had been fixed at Yardie Creek. So on came the work clothes and he attended to the problem. I suggested he catch the leaking oil and gave him some containers for the task. However, after fixing it whilst the steering was okay he realised we had no brakes or more correctly virtually no brakes. He went under the car AGAIN and saw that there was still oil leaking from the so called fixed hose. He assumed that the brake failure was due to the oil leak. It proved to be incorrect. I will explain later.

As he didn’t want to be laying on the hot, hot sand trying to work out the problem we decided to keep going. So we drove the rest of the way to Beagle Bay (about 20km) at no more than 30 km per hour on a sandy road. Just before Beagle Bay the road is finally sealed. We limped into Beagle Bay and parked at the visitor car park by the church just before 5.00pm and then rushed to change as we expected that there would be a Mass at 5.00pm. We walked to the church but not a person in sight. The Sacred Hear Church built in 1917 is absolutely amazing. The altar is made out of pearl shells.

The stained glass windows are framed in pearl shells. The two side altars and baptismal font have pearl shells. (I can’t get the photos to be rotated the right way for the blog.) The floor has pearl shells inlaid as a border.

Well there was no Mass. So hubby went for a wander and met Mark. He found out that Mass had been cancelled as there was a big funeral at Lombadina and most of the Beagle Bay community of about 300 had gone to it. He was also told that the priests do not like anyone camping here so we were invited to bring our Oka around to the side of Mark’s residence. Mark and his family made us very welcome. They invited us in and offered us the use of shower, toilet and power.

After setting up hubby dived under the car again. He traced back from the leaking piping to find the culprit for our problem. The bolt holding the front wheel brake hose was loose and the brake oil had escaped. So he duly addressed the problem but was still concerned on how to bleed the brakes with no suitable equipment.

After a quick dinner we joined our hosts on their verandah for a very pleasant and interesting evening. Mark and his son both love to play the guitar and sing – must be their Maori background. They invited hubby to bring his accordion. What a mixture of music – Maori, 60s Lithuanian and 50’s. I had a chat with Mark’s wife and mother-in-law who was visiting from Esperance.

A very delightful evening.