Today was another day in Broome. We had an introductory tour, but the main impression from today was going for a camel ride at Cable Beach. For some reason this pristine beach is a focus for 4WD “enthusiasts”, who drive in large numbers around some rock to then spend hours in deckchairs on the sand next to their vehicles.
An otherwise lovely beach looks like this:
Despite that, the camel ride was excellent.
… and the sunset beautiful
At the end of a very long flight from Sydney we are in Broome (Q: what sort of country can have an INTERNAL flight which lasts over five hours?).
We have a few days here before our boat trip starts.
Today we just pottered around Broome.
This is an area called Gantheaume Point. Just a short drive from Broome itself. Fascinating rock formations, seen just at dusk. Many people were setting up to watch the sunset over the water.
As you can see, I (David) have joined the Rural FIre Service. The RFS is a volunteer organisation, heavily subsidised by the state governments, and needs people like me to offer their time. Clearly some training is required to make it safe, and much equipment is needed for each “brigade”.
I went on my first assignment today – after months of training. As you can see from the picture, my first job as a firefighter was to light a fire ! Hazard Reduction burns are aimed to reduce the “fuel load” in the bush, by burning all the low undergrowth in a controlled manner, whilst allowing the trees to survive.
This was “small” HR burn – about 200m x 200m, and to do this takes lots of organisation – there were four brigades involved and ten or twelve “trucks” – four-wheel drive fire engines.
The HR burns can look just as dramatic as a bushfire.
We all have to have fire-resistant clothing, helmet, boots, etc.
We have to lay out all the hoses in advance, and it all has to meticulously planned – after all a burn which got out of control is not a good idea !
As much time is spent putting out the flame afterwards as was spent lighting the bush up initially with “drip torches” (I’m holding on in the top picture) which ar aimed to spread burning Diesel fuel/petrol mixture over the dry undergrowth.
It was a very interesting day, but very tiring – hauling the hoses around is very tiring
It is seriously hot work as well – the radiant heat from flames even 5m away is too hot for your face without a mask or cloth covering.
In my recovery from my recent injury (qv), I have been doing some walking locally. This is one such walk, taking advantage of the fact that I had noticed that the gate blocking entrance to this tunnel had been left open. The tunnel is only about a kilometer from our house, so I took the opportunity to explore its whole length.
The tunnel dates from the late 19th century. The first railway up the initial escarpment of the Blue Mountains involved the use of a zig-zag, which created all the operational difficulties that might be expected. So, as traffic increased, the authorities decided to cut a tunnel up the escarpment instead. This is that tunnel. Given that it was on a gradient (severe, for the steam engines of that era) and S-shaped, which leads to wheel-slip, it was not a success. Within two decades a second deviation was constructed, using a nearby river gully and along the cliff-face thereof. That is the route used today.
So the original tunnel lies unused.
This is the southern/eastern entrance, at the end of a cutting, which until recently was very overgrown, although the council are now clearing it out, as can be seen.
The plan it to create a cycling route from Glenbrook down to Penrith.
Clearly from my viewpoint this is an excellent idea, even if after my most recent bike accident I am going to have to be very careful.
Anyway, I decided to explore the tunnel, previously used for storing RAAF bombs, and subsequently used as a mushroom farm. This is the southern/eastern entrance, seen from within. The water level means that gumboots were needed (I had anticipated this).
There is almost nothing left inside. The floor is concreted and the wall brick-lined, so it was very easy to walk up the whole length (a bit less than a kilometer I think), although I couldn’t get out of the northern/western end. The gate there is still locked.
So there you are: an interesting piece of railway history, only a short walk from our house and only requiring a torch and a pair of gumboots to explore.
As some may remember, we have a clock largely ma
de from native wood. Clearly it is not all wood, having glass, steel wire and brass for the mechanism parts. I have to say that it’s not the easiest clock to read from a distance, but then it’s not so much a clock as a moving piece of artwork! It was made for us some years ago by a master clockmaker near Melbourne, Will Matthysen.
Over the last few months it had become unreliable, stopping sometimes, although the pendulum mechanism meant that when going, it kept reasonable time.
So, on one of his trips to NSW, Will came to our house and services our clock. 
Fundamentally what that meant was to take the clock apart, clean all the moving parts of the dried-out lubrication and accumulated grime, then reassemble the mechanism.
Fascinating to watch. The face, hands and mechanism can be removed from the case (in fact this could be done with the case still on the wall).
It is all then taken apart. All the spindles run in tiny ball races, which have to be removed and cleaned (in “shellite”, whatever that is).
Then it is all reassembled.
It now runs beautifully of course.
(click for larger view)
I (David) went into work last week (I think it was Thursday – 7th July) and told them that I had booked and paid the deposit on a cruise starting on 21st July ….
Then told them that this was for 2023 !
I’m quite excited about this. We will go to the Kimberleys (NW Australia) and go on a 12-day cruise up the coast of northern West Australia.
Click to enlarge, as always.
This is the approximate course of the cruise. Our friends Marchelle and Mark went on this tour a couple of years ago, having researched which “cruise” was the best to go on. So we have booked with the same company and boat (it’s called “Discovery One”). A smallish craft – maximum 20 passengers, shallower draught than most boats, two smaller-still rubber “outboards”, emphasis on good food and flexible itinerary according to conditions. What is seen depends on what conditions are like, and what the captain thinks is best. However the rock formations, bays, beaches, birds, fish, crocodiles are all spectacular.
So, I’m excited at the prospect.