Monday 17 November
Popped over to Robs and Gays for coffee and while there the seaplane from Cooktown arrived, that’s him passing Holly.
After he wended his way through the boats.
Went for a walk to see Mrs. Watsons house. It ended up quite a big walk. I started with the National Parks Camping area, it’s not very big but nicely done.
Someone has put a Pandora’s Box in an old wine cask and filled it with treasure such as goblets, bead jewellery and bangles it would certainly impress the kids. There is also a visitor’s book, so I left my mark in it.
I then walked around to the water point . What a ripper , primed it and gave it a go , yep it works.
Continued up the track to the remains of Mrs Watsons house .
For those of you not familar with the story , Mrs Watson lived on the Island in 1880 with her husband . He went away with his partner and workers to collect beche-de-mer [sea slug] , leaving 2 chinese with Mrs Watson and her baby. While they were away the aboriginals attacked abducted on of the chinese , they found his pigtails on the mainland some time later .They then attacked the other chinese and he was speared twice but Mrs Watson drove them of with her gun. She then decided to escape the Island and she did this in a beche-de-mer boiling tub. They ended up on an island now called Watsons Island ,where they quickly died of thirst as there was no fresh water on the island . Their bodies were buried at Cooktown and her journal that she kept and the tub are in the Queensland Museum. I took a photo of the loverly memorial that was built to her in Cooktown in 1886 ,quite apporatiatly it has 2 drinking taps on it.
The lonely remains of a tragic part of our history.
I then continued up Chinamans walk, which takes you to the top of a ridge overlooking Watsons Bay and the saltwater mangroves and behind them the freshwater Pandanus Palm swamp. In the centre is the hill Capt. Cook and Joseph Banks climbed to find a way through the reef.
I the continued over to the other side of the island to Blue Lagoon, just stunning.
I had to get wet.
Then it was back to get ready for sundowners again, oh the hectic social life I lead. Great sunset
Popped over to Robs and Gays for coffee and while there the seaplane from Cooktown arrived, that’s him passing Holly.
After he wended his way through the boats.
Went for a walk to see Mrs. Watsons house. It ended up quite a big walk. I started with the National Parks Camping area, it’s not very big but nicely done.
Someone has put a Pandora’s Box in an old wine cask and filled it with treasure such as goblets, bead jewellery and bangles it would certainly impress the kids. There is also a visitor’s book, so I left my mark in it.
I then walked around to the water point . What a ripper , primed it and gave it a go , yep it works.
Continued up the track to the remains of Mrs Watsons house .
For those of you not familar with the story , Mrs Watson lived on the Island in 1880 with her husband . He went away with his partner and workers to collect beche-de-mer [sea slug] , leaving 2 chinese with Mrs Watson and her baby. While they were away the aboriginals attacked abducted on of the chinese , they found his pigtails on the mainland some time later .They then attacked the other chinese and he was speared twice but Mrs Watson drove them of with her gun. She then decided to escape the Island and she did this in a beche-de-mer boiling tub. They ended up on an island now called Watsons Island ,where they quickly died of thirst as there was no fresh water on the island . Their bodies were buried at Cooktown and her journal that she kept and the tub are in the Queensland Museum. I took a photo of the loverly memorial that was built to her in Cooktown in 1886 ,quite apporatiatly it has 2 drinking taps on it.The lonely remains of a tragic part of our history.
I then continued up Chinamans walk, which takes you to the top of a ridge overlooking Watsons Bay and the saltwater mangroves and behind them the freshwater Pandanus Palm swamp. In the centre is the hill Capt. Cook and Joseph Banks climbed to find a way through the reef.
I the continued over to the other side of the island to Blue Lagoon, just stunning.
I had to get wet.
Then it was back to get ready for sundowners again, oh the hectic social life I lead. Great sunset
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