Dig Tree - 27 July 2014

Bruce heard dingoes last night, just before he went to sleep. They were just across the Creek.

After breakfast Bruce started making some fried scones (Puftaloons). Leigh and Diane were leaving this morning but called in for morning tea on their way out. They had never had fried scones before and were keen to try them. Duck came as well. They were a real hit and Diane took the recipe.

Leigh and Diane didn’t get away till after 11 and will probably stop at Innamincka tonight. We really enjoyed their company and hope to catch up with them at some stage.

Bruce was up at the gate this morning when a plane landed. There was an older couple and the pilot on board. Bruce was chatting to the lady and she said they had flown in from Broken Hill. Her husband didn’t want to drive up to the Dig Tree but really wanted to see it so they flew. Her husband came out of the loo and got a shock to see Bruce as there was no car and they thought they were by themselves. It was quite funny. Altogether 4 planes came in today and apparently that is quite normal.

After lunch I headed over to the Dig Tree to have another look. There are 2 trees with carvings on. There is a plaque which has engraved what was on each of the trees. Some of the carving  on the trees is no longer visible.

 

 

While I was at the Dig Tree I got talking to a couple who were there. Robyn and Neal are from Cairns and they are following along part of Burke’s footsteps. Neal had quite a knowledge of Burke and Wills and they are heading up to Burketown, eventually. They ended up coming over to join us for afternoon tea.

Robyn and Neal used to live at Traveston in the Mary River Valley and their property was resumed when the Dam was planned. They were devastated and felt they couldn’t stay in the area and moved to Cairns. They invited us to stay with them when we are up that way. They are wildlife carers and were lovely people.

We went for a walk late in the afternoon and ran into Duck doing his rounds. We chatted to him for a while, thanking him for looking after us. He is a lovely man, and a bit of a character, and has many stories to tell.  We did ask him why we hadn’t seen any roos around, and apparently the dingoes keep their numbers right down.

Our walk took us up the Creek a bit where there is no water and it is just very rocky.

We forgot to get any meat out of the freezer this morning and of course no power, so no microwave. The tin of soup was very nice!