From Bamagar towards the Croc tent and the Tip of Cape York Peninsular
Up around 6am, dress, pack. Ready to drop stuff in back of Jacqui’s car… catch a lift with her to the BP servo. Then she drives on, while I walk on..
Melbourne 2 Mapoon (& even New Mapoon) has been completed, yet really, hardly begun; the wedding (or first night together) is over, the marriage (or partnership) has started);
Thanks Gregory Bond & Bruce Sailor for the chance to talk a bit yesterday, and both of your suggestions to see the history hut. A lot to think about and digest. Thanks for being men who, in your various ways model a grappling with going forward from here. I hope you can combine your efforts and pioneer wise, creative, thriving, and generous community. Nothing less is needed. I would love to see this happen, and remains at the core of my life’s purpose on Earth too.
What remains of this small physical walk for me is
Looking back, looking out, looking up, & especially looking in, & looking forward; this humungous task of integrating and keeping alive in me, and my growing home community, what has started in my walk from Melbourne (a city large in Australian, if not Western Cultural ways), to Mapoon (which, by edict, boating, burning, and current Government policies of repatriation & rehabilitation, is quite small in those ways, but retains some germ or spark of life amongst the embers)
Completing two more tasks of similar scope
Completing two land walks to the Northern Tip (of Cape York Peninsular)
from the Southern Tip of the continent (biggest island) of Australia (@ Wilson’s Promintory), [started with two companions on Monday 25 September 2017 .] &
from the Southern Tip of Tasmania (@ South Cape) [started after being driven to the Southern-most road by my daughter, then walking South of Cockle creek, along trails then off trails on Wed 25 Sept 2013.]
(hmm.. both started on a 25th of September, by the look of it. Not through my planning.)
Thus the blog name change today from the bit in brackets saying “Melbourne 2 Mapoon” to “Tips2Tip”.
See how we go... (still it's one step after another)...
Up around 6am, dress, pack. Ready to drop stuff in back of Jacqui’s car… catch a lift with her to the BP servo. Then she drives on, while I walk on..
Melbourne 2 Mapoon (& even New Mapoon) has been completed, yet really, hardly begun; the wedding (or first night together) is over, the marriage (or partnership) has started);
Thanks Gregory (Bond) & Bruce (Sailor) for the chance to talk a bit yesterday, and both of your suggestions to see the history hut. A lot to think about and digest. Thanks for being men who, in your various ways model a grappling with going forward from here. I hope you can combine your efforts and pioneer wise, creative, thriving, and generous community. Nothing less is needed. I would love to see this happen, and such a goal remains at the core of my life’s purpose on Earth too.
What remains of this small physical walk for me is
Looking back, looking out, looking up, & especially looking in, & looking forward; this humungous task of integrating and keeping alive in me, and my growing home community, what has started in my walk from Melbourne (a city large in Australian, if not Western Cultural ways), to Mapoon (which, by edict, boating, burning, and current Government policies of repatriation & rehabilitation, is quite small in those ways, but retains some germ or spark of life amongst the embers)
Completing two more tasks of similar scope
Completing two land walks to the Northern Tip (of Cape York Peninsular)
from the Southern Tip of the continent (biggest island) of Australia (@ Wilson’s Promintory), [started with two companions on Monday 25 September 2017 .] &
from the Southern Tip of Tasmania (@ South Cape) [started after being driven to the Southern-most road by my daughter, then walking South of Cockle creek, along trails then off trails on Wed 25 Sept 2013.]
(hmm.. both started on a 25th of September, by the look of it. Not through my planning.)
Thus the blog name change today from the bit in brackets saying “Melbourne 2 Mapoon” to “Tips2Tip”.
~7:30am Jacqui and her hubby Stephen drop me off from their SsangYong twin-cab ute at the BP servo that I walked past yesterday, to walk up the last dirt track to Lockerby (where the Croc Tent is), … and … maybe further??
It is forecast to be showering today. . Wonderful.
About 8:20 I meet Dave & Sonia from Brisbane visiting the tip for a month.
Impressed “that the view from the very top was so amazing… the expanse makes me feel so small…
Fun to get away from the world, and see actual creatures and water swirling/churning this morning off the point.”
They offer to get something from the servo in Bamagar… and are planning to get me a pie and a drink… see how they go..
Too soon they are back! I’d only got 5 km, by the looks of it. No pies, but a bacon & egg roll and a coffee. They wouldn’t accept any money for it. Thanks you two!
Danni, Brooke, and their kids stop as they drive towards the South again, and I get a chance to draw the last 2 of their kids. A lot of fun. Good on you all, and thanks for your connecting.
Before I'm finished the second of the kids’, one of their cousins, Scarlett, stops & pops around with her Mum..
Liup.
to that side of the car to deliver a letter from herself to me…
I was packing up my gear and hoping to try to get to the end today, so I said I’d take a picture and try to draw her tonight, and I would post it on my blog, then she could print it and get her picture that way. Here goes:
Macey, and Logan conned their mum (Frances) and Dad (Nathan) into buying a special number plate for me at the Croc Tent today.
This is them with “Salty” Francis’s Dad ( on the right)
Then Kane & Lea the managers of the croc tent, gave me, through Elissa a cold drink ..to keep going…
Penina gave me her sausage roll…
Greg who worked at the Croc. Tent took my rubbish & saw the need,
so asked if his son Trev might run with me.
Zerwedi and Letoya (left to righ) gave me two mandarins to help as well.
Trev came to jog with the last 18km . I think he might be disappointed.
A couple of car loads travelling together, the Keen family stopped to say G’day and wish me well. I tried to record their names to write here, but lost the recording during the day, so, sorry I'm missing the first names of this very keen family:
Thanks for connecting still!
Then, Will, (Franco the sausage dog?), BRENT (the Dad), & Kristy (the Mum). Stopped to wish me well and say G’day…
And I drew Jack with the broken arm’s pic.
a sticker on my trolley after fbF with some corn chips let me know they had been close to me.
Alice the doctor… stopped to congratulate me too…
Thanks for your encouraging words.
Owen & Sharee stop to offer $50.00 cash to Movember through giving me the cash. I got their email to send the receipt to them tonight
Thanks a lot you two.
Our lift caught up with us at about 3:30pm and said they could wait for us till we got there.
Trev somehow led the way across two creeks in such a way that we didn’t wet our feet. Good work Trev.
Got to Pajinka at the top ~4:30pm
Quite sore feet.
Collected some running water from a wave in an empty can, to take home and maybe mix with the sample of the Tasman water I collected from there, if I can find it at home.
Trev, the angel sent to help me make it today.
Then we walked back down along the sand, since it was low tide. And drove to Injinoo with Steph and Jacquie, showered, and ate a lovely buttered chicken dinner. Thank you to all these people who contributed to this occurring, and thank you to my senior walking partner - providence! For providing these others too.
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shakes my hand, and asks me in and offers me a cold drink which I gladly take. We talk about lessons learned and problems encountered. Then I have a go at drawing a 3 or 4 min pic of Bruce. 