Brandt just couldn't help himself. He just had to do what all tourists do
Stopped at Leichhardt Falls. The river was scenic, but there was very little water flowing over the falls. Probably when they are flowing well the only way to get there would be by helicopter.
We travelled most of the 221km on dirt road. When we got to Burketown there was dust throughout the caravan, on the benches, on the bed, caught behind the tap in the shower. Swept the floor twice but can still feel dust under my feet. Next day when I opened up the hatch to do some washing, the washing machine was covered in red dust. There is even some that has settled in such a way as to refuse to be cleaned off.
Burketown is claimed to be the barramundi capital of Australia. The people who went out in boats were bringing back Barra, but none were caught by a hopeful kiwi fishing from the banks. The caravan park owner gave us a mud map and so Brandt headed off to his recommended spots. First day came back with a Queen Fish and a Catfish. The next day he took our camping neighbor with him. Marty tells the story that when Brandt hooked an Archer fish, and a good sized one at that he said to Brandt, "that's a pretty rare catch. You're lucky to get one of those".
Brandt actually got 12 Archer fish, and when we left the caravan park Marty was still shaking his head and saying the haul was incredible and that he was going off to buy some soft bait for himself.
At one end of Burketown is an artesian bore that has been in service for over 100 years and is reputed to be the longest running bore in Queensland.
It was originally used to supply water to a bath house. The hot mineral water was mixed with cold water (Brandt put his finger in the water and says it is ****hot! Notice the colours at the foot of the bore.
Also, the kerb appears to have been built up over the years as the mineral deposits have also built up.
And so, onwards.....
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