Leaving Townsville and heading west, you meet the outback almost immediately. Dry dusty country with a few cattle. The road is littered with dead animals, mostly kangaroos, so the driver needs to concentrate. We also see the first of the "Road Train" signs, and it isn't long before we see the first of these monsters, a truck with 4 trailers hauling cattle, all 50 metres of it!
One of the old bank buildings |
We find our home for the next few days, The Dalrymple Tourist Van Park, on the northern edge of town, next to the golf course, which to John's surprise has grass greens, but not much other grass in sight! The Park is nice and spacious, lots of trees, but not too tall to stop our satellite TV, and the managers are very friendly and helpful. We like the feel of the park, it looks well maintained, and it has a nice shaded swimming pool, which will soon have us in it! Yes the weather has turned warm to hot and we are loving it. We are fascinated to find out that our neighbours have been living on the road for nine and a half years. What is most remarkable is that Kevin is blind. He has about 1 percent vision, so sees only basic shape. Listening to him tell about his adventures getting into amenity blocks with their various codes and keys, was quite hilarious. He knows where the fridge is, can open a stubby, gets his wife to walk him to the bin once so he knows where the empties go, and then he's set! His wife does all the driving, and puts a lot of blokes to shame the way she handles their 22ft caravan behind the Landcruiser. I loved the way she rubbished a new arrival, who had chosen a drive through site, even though he was staying a few days. "Probably can't reverse the bloody little thing! I see it all the time! Too bloody precious to make an idiot of himself. How the hell is he gunna bloody well learn! I dunno!"
This pub is now a B & B |
Stock Exchange Arcade |
Tower Hill, with its water tank still proudly displaying "The World", sits above town and gives a panoramic view over the town and surrounding area. It is riddled with old shafts and mullock heaps, but the road up to the top is easy, and the display showing the old town and mine layout, was really worthwhile. Apparently many of the old mines were taken over by the army during WW11, to house munitions, and many of these bunkers are still visible. The Yanks also had set up an air base here, and there were a lot of US troops to fill the dozens of Pubs in town! The museums and many of the historic buildings have some great photographs of the war years.
The weir at Charters Towers |
Maybe a Hops Farm???? |
Charters Towers Drive In |
We got home really late, had a good sleep in, well as good as Carol can, and enjoyed a lazy day around the caravan park for our last day, doing a few chores. As the neighbours were moving on, we also got to see Kevin show off, by hitching up the caravan. I have enough trouble, and I'm seeing what I'm doing! Kevin said "she told me I can keep doing it until the bloody thing comes off, then I'm sacked. Been following us for 9 and a half years and ain't come off yet!"
Next morning we also hitched up and bid Charters Towers farewell, thankful that our friend had suggested the detour. We now headed north along The Gregory Developmental Road, which forms a part of "The Great Inland Way" from Sydney to Cairns. We are in the accessible outback, and loving the change of scenery.