It’s the 1st of July and time to head east into Queensland. After a cool night requiring our doonas the day started gently. We cooked a leisurely breakfast over the campfire – bacon eggs and toast is something we do only occasionally, so it’s really a treat when it happens.
Barkly Highway lined with flowering shrubs
While we waited for the last few bits of washing to dry we were amused and entertained by the antics of a little
grey fantail. We were clearly in his territory and he wanted us out. He was both fearless and persistent in his efforts to evict us.
So about 10am we were on the road but our progress was slow as brilliant patches of
wildflowers required closer inspection.
Grevillea
The red holly leaf grevilleas were putting on a stunning display, along with wattles and bloodwoods. A bit further east we were intrigued by many
termite mounds – small spiky ones and big rounded ones 2 or 3 metres high.
Termite mounds
There was a lot of tourist traffic and quite a few road trains, and waving as you pass is de rigeur, at least among the 4WD and camper trailer set. Caravanners and sedans are less enthusiastic wavers it would seem. We called into Barkly Roadhouse to give Troopy a drink and make a couple of phone calls.
By mid afternoon we started looking for a
campsite for the night. The country here is very open, mostly grassland, although there are not many cattle to be seen.
Lake Francis in late afternoon light
Eventually we came into
Camooweal and turned south just before entering the town to find Lake Francis, big waterholes and great open areas for camping. Back along the road someone had told us about this spot. There were lots of waterlilies and birds, and the colours at sunset were beautiful.
Sunset colours, Lake Francis
By going a bit further along the track there was plenty of space, and we were able to find enough wood for a small campfire and BBQ to round off the day.
During the night we heard pigs,
Pigs
and later next morning we saw a number of them across the water. We decided to stay here for another day as there is so much to see. There were
brolgas dancing nearby and on the water were spoonbills, egrets, pelicans and darters. A number of whistling kites patrolled above.
Brolgas
Nearby were camped mother and daughter from Victoria, Raelene and Simone. Simone is on her way to a job in
Alice Springs, driving her Troopy that she has had for just 3 weeks. Raelene is along for the ride, so we had a good chat about Troopies and travelling.
Waterlily
The next day we bought a few groceries and fuel in
Camooweal before setting out towards
Lawn Hill. We wanted to ask the local police about road conditions, but no-one was in at the police station. From VKS we had heard that the road into Adels Grove required 4WD with extreme caution, so we were keen to get advice from the locals, but it was not to be. So we headed east towards Mt Isa for about 70km before turning north onto the Bourketown road. This road, contrary to information on our Hema map, was sealed all the way to
the junction with the
Camooweal Road. Further north there were some corrugations but lower tyre pressures smoothed out the ride.
O'Shannassy River causeway
There are a lot of floodways and the road winds around quite a bit but otherwise it’s an easy drive through country that is slowly changing to have a more hilly lush, tropical appearance. We turned off towards
Riversleigh and found a
camp for the night beside the O’Shannassy River. This river is crossed by a causeway, as is the
Gregory River a few kilometres further on. However there were no suitable campsites at the
Gregory River so we backtracked to the O’Shannassy where we could at least hear, if not see, the water running over rocks. There are big deep pools a little further along the river, which is lined with Pandanus and overhung by big paperbarks and river red gums, all very pretty.
O'Shannassy River
We contemplated having a dip but our enthusiasm waned when we spotted a large snake swimming in the water. So with plenty of water available we had a luxurious shower and settled in for a relaxed evening in the warmest weather we have had so far.
We had the
campsite to ourselves that night although we heard a few vehicles going past. Not far from
our camp we came to the
Riversleigh fossil site where we stopped to have a good look around.
Riversleigh fossil site
There were displays in a building cleverly designed to blend into the landscape, and a clearly marked walk around the site. It was easy to spot fossils in the rocks and this was helped by some explanatory signage. The whole landscape here is ancient
limestone, but the more recent
limestone that bears the famous mammalian fossils is fairly localised in extent.
From
Riversleigh we were now on the road that we had been warned was in poor condition, but in fact it was in quite good condition despite having some sharp bends and being hilly here and there. There were now a lot of big
termite mounds to add to the scenery. In our usual way we explored a few side tracks and were rewarded by creeks lined with Pandanus and pretty little
cascades formed by tufa (
limestone) formations.
We arrived at Adels Grove about lunchtime and found the reception to be very friendly and helpful. We found a site then headed off to
Lawn Hill along 10km of rather corrugated road.
Its lush green and tropical down in the gorges
There we did some short walks around the end of
the gorge admiring the brilliant
red cliffs, the big figs and paperbark trees and the turquoise coloured water with a calcium carbonate scum on the surface. The canoe hire was very busy and the attendant suggested that it would be better in a day or two after the school holiday rush had eased. So with that knowledge we headed back to Adels Grove for a hot shower from the donkey boiler.
Turquoise water
The next day we had a lazy day around
camp while we waited for the rush on canoes to ease. We did some washing – by hand as there are no washing machines.
Campsite at Adels Grove
We explored along the creek and had a swim. The water was rather cool but very refreshing as the day was warm. At dusk we were delighted to hear the strange sounds – hardly a proper laugh to our southern ears - of some northern Kookaburras resplendent in their blue plumage.
Northern Kookaburra
After dinner our neighbours Wendy and
John from
Melbourne joined us around the fire where we had fun swapping travellers tales.
Tomorrow we will go canoeing up the
Lawn Hill gorge.