Report 18 June
By BennoIn the night we hear the ominous cry of a Dingo, but for the rest we slept exceptionally well, with an emphasis on the outdoors. Since Thecla and I are probably sleeping under the stars every night in our sleeping bag. The overwhelming starry sky also gives you the idea to float between the clouds and star nebulae. The rising sun literally puts us on earth again, in the dust. We ride again and see another kangaroo hopping away. On the desolate route, groups of kites cross us, on our way to a knocked-down walibee. An eagle and raven are already eating breakfast at the cadaver.
Not much later a group of wild horses crosses us. The road also has many sandy places where the T-Ford with its rear side a pass on it, followed by clouds of dust. The Landrover feels all the better here and shivers with pleasure.
The dust is alternated with river crossings. The Landrover takes a test dive, followed by the T-Ford. In the river you get left and right vistas on small subcultures of tropical jungle, but so far no crocodiles. Along the way we regularly see other cadavers, including a bald buffalo. The bull skull with horns is a beautiful trophy and is included as a power mascot.
We make our camp at townsriver camp. In Dutch terms: (Camping red your butt) no water, only toilet a la poepdoos. I actually want to camp on the river, but the ladies find it safer to camp higher up between the bushes. I think it’s a bit exaggerated since we have not yet seen a croc with all river crossings.
Before nightfall I do a round trip along the river looking for birds, and to my horror I see a crocodile covered in rocks lying in the river. Glad that there are ladies …
Report 16 June
A royal breakfast today with, among other things, an egg sandwich (in the (w) hole and bacon and eggs, then rummaging in the yard, in Katherine.) John drives us to the Woolworth for our mega shopping because we are going through no man’s land in the coming days to drive.
Benno and Dirk put some points on the i at the T Ford, among other things, the starter motor ballast is made of a bendix spring, to bring the aggressive start back to 8 volts. And oh miracle !! It works … A wonderful day flying around and where we also try to update the website. Dirk gets a few license plates from the Northern Territory, and to make the T-Ford somewhat wilder; a bunch of buffalo horns. (The beast is loose !!)
Report 14 June
Exotic sites usually have a counterpart: either they are as good as unreachable, or they are populated by dying brothers, looking for blood. The latter was the case here in the Kakadu reserve. It forces us to get up early and walk around the area. We see several parrots as lizards, fowls, wallybees, butterflies and finches. In the river we see two cars on their side that probably tried to cross at high water. Also here; however tempting the water looks, crocodiles are lurking. Gradually we arrive at sacred rocks of the Aborigines, where many petroglyphs show themselves on the underside of caves and overhanging cliffs. Above we have a beautiful view of the vastness of Arnhemland. At the end of the day we reach a ground over a red road, where again we see a scandalously beautiful sunset. After a delicious Trudyan meal, Thecla and I again sleep under the stars, under the tears of a Dingo, and Dirk and Trudy in their roof tent.
Report 13 June
keys for the new team
After the “key transfer” we say goodbye to Leo and the lovely place of the hangar.
We leave Darwin. The left-hand drive, the road trains, the crowds on the road, the roundabouts everything is getting used to. But it also feels familiar in the Landrover again.
We drive up the Stuart Highway towards Jaiburu, which lies in the middle of the Kakadu National Park. Here, too, drivers react to the T. model. Wonderful!
When we enter the National Park it is noticeable that they also burn the verges here, where new greenery then comes.
So that’s how incredibly beautiful green color variations arise, which we marvel at.
to the campground
Just before Ubirr we finally arrive at a beautiful Merl campground. It looks like a big jungle and we see a dingo running right away.
preparing for the night
trudy and Dirk
What we had not counted on but what was very intense was the amount of mosquitoes and aggressiveness. We eventually go to bed early and use all our protection measures.
Report 12 June
By Benno Graas
After we have slept in the kitchen of the hangar, Dirk and I start the T Ford, while the ladies go exploring the city to go shopping for the emptiness of the deserted landscape,
First oil change of engine, gearbox and differential. And then the front tires renewed plus air filters cleaned. Then made the right pin for the spring pin. Although Dirk was eagerly working with the grease gun, the lion’s share disappeared next to the nipple to continue his way along wrists, elbows, legs to the back. Not to ask how lubricated we felt. But the spring pin was still dry. Leo came up with a nipple from his thousand sorting boxes that brought the fat where it had to be. The bliss could no longer be up !! With a tropical 30 degrees it was a lubricated day.
At the end of the afternoon a reporter from the Nortern Territory newspaper came by to marvel at the T Ford and his Edammer Kaaskoppen. That more than cheese is brewed in Edam then became clear to him. He said good-bye with astonishment, saying that the next day, with a big picture in the newspaper.
To top it all off, Ted (just back from The Isle of Man) roared with his Speedster from 1914 to meet Dirk and Trudy. The double carburettor of the Speedster brought Dirk right to the idea of satisfying his insatiable appetite for even more power.