Wednesday, 28 May 2025

Peninsula: Day 12, from a to b..



Monday 26 May 2025..

Try to get back to spot we left off last night by 6:45am

Ethan Davies [a member of my 2 man walking buddies/ support crew, (who has been swapping those two tasks daily with Dave Holley) has somehow caught a cold/cough and he didn’t want to pass it on to us, so today he walked separately from me, on his own. Did our walk carry no pack, but support vehicle gives a quick break for water at around 4km, then drives ahead another 4 km and gets things ready for a coffee (breaky break). Then do all that again covering another 8 km. Today we got to our lunch spot around 12noon, having done ~16 km so far in the day. I am not pushing so hard, ambling along, talking, singing, trying Tarzan vines out, trying to get through the little creeks without soaking my bandaids - to let the blisters dry out a bit; and my legs are not blowing up as much. 


So now I am making 25 km each day, and might be able to add 1 km each day to the daily total (?) Thanks to creative love for the gentle breezes, cloud cover, and sometimes light rain that is pleasant to walk through & dampens the dust a bit.


Two of us had a swim in the creek close to our camp site….


Headed off after our big break at 4:15pm, and within 5 min met Thomas Boseun, who at first sped past me in a cloud of dust (obviously in a hurry?


he  thought I was a traffic bollard on the edge of the road, then when he got closer he saw it move), so he stopped and came back to apologize for dusting me up (to check I was ok & to talk for a bit. Come from Weipa. Wow, a thoughtful human eh. Thanks Thomas!



Before 5pm I came across a little floodway over an beautiful creek. No need for new technology for creek crossing to keep bandaids dry. But look at this little creek! Left hand view:

Righthand view:

Oh, these views are so pathetic, when compared to the clear streams you actually see, and feel. That is wide clear water about 250mm deep, over sand, not muddy water.


On the way up the hill after walking over the floodway, I saw this little plant we used to play with in Rockhampton growing up: At first it looked something  like this:

After me lightly toughing the little lines of leaves, it would fold it's leaves up to look like this:

Quite a colour change. Then they open them up again after a few minutes… Interesting eh? (If you’ve read any of Brandon Sanderson’s novels, this and other plants like it probably sparked some of his planetary ecosystems)


Ethan pick d me up soon after 7pm, and we got back to camp looking forward to Dave’s cooking, but we had the gas burners in the car, so Dave then started cooking. And it started raining. Ethan was already in bed, and ate about half of of his dinner. (& at breaky he had only  eaten half of his breaky). We’re thinking about driving him into Coen tomorrow morning. He suggests sleeping in our tent, in order not to pass on his sickness to us. We decide we decide that we’d all be wet, including the inside of the tent, if we tried to put it up in this rain, and that I’ll swap with him, so he can stay where he is, and sleep on his own tonight, then we’ll try for a bed in a room tonight in Coen for him tomorrow. 


We roll down some of the tent flaps that were now letting more than breeze in, & Dinner around 8pm..  lights out by nine.







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