Percy Bimble
Beez Neez now Chy Whella
Big Bear and Pepe Millard
Mon 23 May 2016 22:57
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Middle Percy
Bimble
 Once again we parked Baby Beez on the beach. Beez is now second from the
left as we have a new neighbour in the wonderfully named Rednecks
Revenge.
 Other than a billion ants all over the
beach we couldn’t believe how any small plants can
manage to grow on barren sand.
  Perhaps even more remarkable is this
lone flower, just visible in the first picture. We
headed for the A-frame and found Richard and Val chatting to Steve who is
currently living in the treehouse. He gave us directions to the homestead and
told us that a telephone signal was available about forty minutes up the track.
Too late today to the hour and a half up to the top, but we needed to see if we
could emails, primarily to ease my mind – to see if our Passports had arrived in
Cairns yet.
 The treehouse.
  Off we set, walking through a variety
of trees, lots of scurrying lizard types.
  Interesting
shapes.
 A piece of rotting
trunk makes for a great wallaby shelter, we did see a couple but very
timid and photo-shy.
 After about half an hour we passed a
sign pointing to Refuge Bay, we’ll do that detour
tomorrow.
   View left,
ahead and right.
  Pine
stilts and a butterfly wing. We saw our first
snake, warming on the track but the second it felt us approaching it shot into
the carpet of leaves, twigs and grass. Only eighteen inches long, brown and very
skinny.
  Another twenty minutes, on a thoughtfully placed sign. Bear waggled his dongle and got
his IPad out. Sixteen messages, nothing from Cairns letting us know they had got
mail for us........... O checked my original message from Marie at the
Indonesian Embassy – she had posted on the 17th, today the 23rd, mmmm. Tomorrow
we will return to this spot, en route to the homestead and check again. Check
the tracking number, ring Cairns and then I may have a little raise in heart
rate. Bear, as usual is at peace with his word and has every faith – I have
already had a loss, the external hard drive full of audiobooks I made for David
to listen to out and about on the Uluru drive has never arrived in Alice Springs
sent from Newcastle........ and Bear’s part sent overnight from Sydney to
Newcastle was last heard of in Perth. On that occasion the company he had bought
from were very good and dispatched another part and sought the one that had gone
‘walkabout’. Oh well, nothing more to be done just now but to head
home.
  On our way back we passed a load of
ants feasting on a caterpillar in Mother Natures
great recycling scheme and Bear was a little concerned at the new path made by a much bigger
slithering..........
  Is that an advertisement for a Prickly Bear, no Pear.
  Everyman needs a tool shed no matter where they live or the size of their
tools, toys.....
 Back to the tree
house.
 Baby
Beez looked a bit stranded up the beach. We
are having to get used to tidal heights again after nearly eight years....here
around four to five metres.
 Our numbers have been swelled by a
catamaran we recognise and a total of four fishing ladies. this one having a rest. The owner seen carrying an armful of
‘tinnies’ toward the A-frame. The various crews from these little boats all set
up in swags – one wide open, heaven knows how many ants he will be bedding down
with as we found hundreds scuttling around and all over Baby Beez. My flip flop
went into overdrive and I discouraged, dispatched or bounced them off. So hope
we don’t take a stray pregnant female home with us...........
 Oh dear, clearly
we need to shower. At four thirty we were welcomed aboard Sheer
Pleasure and the eight of us (Paul, Paul, Richard, Bear, Annie, Julie, Val
and me) had a cracking evening. Sadly, Sheer are off in the morning but
we hope to see them again ‘down the road’.
ALL IN ALL A GRAND
DAY
A LONG, STEEP SANDY MOUNTAIN FOLLOWED BY A REALLY GOOD
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