Garig Gunak Barlu National Park (Cobourg Peninsula) June 23 - 25 2021
  Trepang are sea cucumbers to me.

Boiled in woks for about 10 hours, buried in sand for about 24 hours, boiled again, dried, and smoked.

A healthy trade with Macassans (from Macassar, Sulawesi) from 1600's to early 1900's.

Trepang (beche de mer) then traded with China as medicine, exotic food, and perhaps aphrodisiac.

The Macassans arrived each year in up to 60 praus, each with up to 30 sailors. A serious trade.

They prepare the trepang before leaving. They brought earthenware pottery, fabrics, tobacco, steel blades, axes, gin, and foodstuffs.

The Macassans also traded fabrics, rice and foodstuffs with the British.

We leave for a couple of hours walking along the Wuwurdi Track (loop) from the ranger station, following and listening to Rob the Ranger.

  Bush peanuts.

They tasted good.

  One's memory fades after a couple of days.

Half of this could be eaten. And was. Tasted good.

Perhaps a fig.

  A stone for grinding. And hammering. And ....
  A tree for making canoes from. Straight and tall and few branches.
  A fish for eating .....

Coral trout, at Smith Point. A bit of a surprise really, of all possible fish we thought the least likely.

  Looking south.
  Looking down.

Smith point seemed like a good place for a birthday party.

We dined well.

  Next day a walk along the beach from campsite to the headland before Smith Point.

A few turtle nests.

The turtles of interest are the Olive Ridley Turtles. Smaller than most they walk rather than drag themselves up the sand.

These tracks are from something bigger.

Park staff place a cage over the Ridley Turtle nests to limit access for goanna and dingo nest raiders.

  A queenie. Caught from the beach.
  We seem to see the Beach Stone-Curlews wherever we travel now we know what to look for.

We have no doubt we miss lots of other things because we don't know they are there ....

  Smith Point in the distance.

We've walked about 3.5km.

Time to turn around.

  Back at camp we watch the red and yellow tailed black cockatoos feasting on the casuarinas (she-oaks).

The parrot ability to balance on one leg and use the other to hold nuts while opening them with beak never ceases to amaze us.

  Another day. A drive down the east coast of our peninsula.

A bit of gardening along the way.

We missed the diversion track as others have avoided the obstacle.

  An interesting track.
  Banteng Plain.

Banteng are the local version of Bali Cattle. About 20 released from Victoria Settlement there are now about 10,000 throughout Cobourg Peninsula.

We have only caught fleeting glimpses. and not here.

  More gardening.

Serious business this time. Pull the dead tree out of the ground.

  There are lots of goanna tracks.

But, alas, we see no goannas.

Yet .......

  Stewart Point.
  And more of Stewart Point. Low red cliffs.

In the distance the other side of the very deep bay.that is Port Bremer. We are at the narrowest point.

  No fish today.

Lizard Bay, shortly before we leave the coast and travel across the peninsula.

  Nesting box number 319 at Lizard Bay.

Somewhere are at least another 318 that we have missed seeing.

Probably more .....

  The coast track meets the main road almost opposite the Caiman Creek track.

We stopped at the point to look for fishing spots.

The view south.

  The tide was coming in.

We looked hard at this little stretch of water, for any crocs.

People have walked there before us, but one never knows.

  The fishing looked promising.

But curtailed, with no results, as the tide came in and threatened to cut off our retreat.

  So back to Smith Point for another birthday party.

This kite was flapping wings vigorously while hardly moving over the land due to the head wind.

  We persisted longer and the wind dropped enough for us to enjoy dinner.
  But lighting candles (we really didn't have enough anyway) was out of the question.
  We often hear about the dying rays of the sun.

Now we've seen them.

Garig Gunak Barlu National Park (Cobourg Peninsula) June 26 - 27 2021

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