Just kidding mate, you did say in one post that you didn't actually do the trip. remember?
Just kidding mate, you did say in one post that you didn't actually do the trip. remember?
I don't remember anything
Sorry gus, sense of humour disappeared a few hours ago!
Never mind you said it somewhere back aways.
Have yourself a couple of libations and get it back then. Cheers.
So after playing tourist we headed north west bound for nyngan where my old man had purchased a property which he wanted me to check out and take some piccies whilst I was there.
Over the blue mountains
I think this was close to lithglow where the flash is from.
We had our first stop at narromine to fill up will fuel. Our GPS wasn't working all that flash so we took advantage of having a local bloke on site who was a bit of an expert on such things and within 20 minutes had it fixed and us on our way.
News is what someone, somewhere is trying to suppress - everything else is just advertising.
Finally, the photos arrive. Nice work.
Looks a great trip, keep it comeing
So after getting the GPS fixed and taking a leak we headed off again.
The landscape changed quickly from the mountains to the plains where farmers were dry seeding in the hope for winter rains.
Well done MM certainly some nice pic's of Sydney thats for sure... Keep em coming buddy.
Thanks cimboc, pity the weather in sydney that morning was pretty awful.
I also took video footage which I have since discovered didn't work All I have is a blue screen until day 3 of the trip.
Bloody hell ... looks like an awesome trip. I guess you were unable to make any money on the way by doing beer drops for the rural communities due to weight limitations. Get any pics of the indiginous folk chasing roos and stuff?
Nah no beer drops unfortunately, we had 6 litres of water and that was it.
As for pics of our indigenous cousins, can you believe I didn't see one until I arrived in Kununurra!
About 1 hour later we were west of Nyngan to have a look at a property that my father has somehow got involved in.
It was a bit dusty when we landed.
I stayed on the ground while the manager and his brother went up for a joy ride.
The chopper then had a rest while we went into the homestead for a yummy bbq lunch.
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After a huge lunch we almost had to do a new weight and balance
We said goodbye to new friends and headed off to Bourke
The sheep wernt that impressed with our departure.
It was only about 1 hour to Bourke.
Here are what I think is some cotton fields on the outskirts of Bourke.
This is Bourke.
We wasted almost 30 minutes here waiting for the fuel man to arrive even though we had called him earlier in the day telling him what time we would be there. This meant that we would only make Cunnamulla that night instead of Charleville as planned. As you will soon find out this was a big stuff up!
Cunnamulla airport was for some reason about 7kms away from town.
I had never been here before but had some idea of what I was getting myself in for after watching the controversial documentary aptly named Cunnamulla.
My home town that we were flying to is called Kununurra. It was meant to be called Cununurra after the type of soil found in the area but was changed to a 'K' because Australia Post was worried about causing confusion between Cununurra and Cunnamulla.
We landed about 20 minutes before sun down.
I called a taxi driver (same one that was in the documentary) and he came out to pick us up.
I told him to take us to a hotel that wasn't 5 star but not 1 star either.
The first place he took us to was full and the hotel owner said "I dunno whats going on in town tomorrow but I have turned 7 people away already"
That worried us a little so we decided we wouldn't be picky and would take the first available room(s).
The next place we tried looked like a dive but they had 2 rooms available so the pilot and I decided to take one and the instructor could have the other one.
I threw my bag inside the room without even checking it out and heading off to the bar to have a beer with the instructor while the pilot made some phone calls in the hotel room.
The pub was classic. Tiled floor (hose it out in the morning) and about 8 locals who stared at us for about 30 seconds when we walked in.
After dinner (took an hour to arrive) it was time to hit the sack.
The room consisted of two single beds that looked like they were purchased when the hotel opened in 1964. They were shaped like a banana.
Living and holidaying in Thailand has made me used to hard beds so I promptly dragged my mattress from the bed base onto the floor. The room was that small that the bed base had to remain on its side.
In doing this I disturbed every dust mite in the room as well as a crusty old sock that was under the bed.
I went to take a shower and it was full of cockroaches 2 inches in length. The sulphur fumes from the water were overpowering!
There was a redback spider above the pilots bed (about 60 cm from his face, but being a country boy he couldn't care less!)
Somehow we managed to get a little sleep before being awoken by a blue heeler who wanted to get in the room.
The taxi ride in was $25 and I gave the taxi man a fifty and while he was fumbling around looking for change I said to him that I assumed the return leg would also be $25 so keep the money and pick us up at 6am. Thankfully he did!
I banged on the instructors door just prior to 6am and was met with bleary eyed pilot! He had hardly slept at all because of all the 'wildlife' that was in his room.
I guess I should explain here that our Instructor was Simon. He is a welshman who has been in Australia for a couple of years. He was a lovely bloke but still hadn't quite gotten used to the ways of the Australian bush! Even more surprisingly was that he was over 6 ft tall! I had assumed that to be a Welshman you had to be 5ft tall or under.
We made it to the airport just prior to sunrise and were soon on our way to charleville.
It was just a 1 hour hop to charleville and the nice welcome we received at the airport made us regret even more that we wernt able to push on the night before.
After topping up with both fuel and a day old sandwich we made tracks for Longreach.
Coming into Longreach
We were all startled by the rather large looking aircraft with a jing joe on its tail that seemed to be parked up in the car park!
This truly is an awesome thread. Great pictures!!!!!
Thanks a lot Memock.
I was hoping someone would be able to tell me!
i am assuming that someone cleared the land but left the more flood prone areas alone.
Part of the Quantas Museum. Donated by Quantas.Originally Posted by MeMock
You mean QANTAS don't you
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