368. Sunday 20th April 2014. After a cyclone, life goes on, much as it did before…

Monday 14th April

“Oh! What a Night”

During the power failure last night we heard a thump which we thought was something falling on the roof. This morning we went to open the laundry door and found a tree had fallen from the neighbor’s yard. It fell on the fence, the clothes line, tore through an awning and blocked the doorway.

These trees fell from the neighbours yrad and blocked off the laundry door and covered our clothesline.

These trees fell from the neighbours yrad and blocked off the laundry door and covered our clothesline.

In fact it was two trees and they were jammed together. A quick bit of work with the chainsaw before I went to work freed up enough space for access to the clothesline. I also called on the neighbor who kindly started clearing away all the debris while I was at work.

Goodonyer Dane.

It seems the yacht which was washed up on the rocks had a $1,000,000 price tag. It had also just gone on the rocks a few minutes before we arrived. It had been on a mooring. The mooring was still in place but the bow attachment point had failed. The two metre waves was just too much for the boat. By this morning there was nothing left.

Tuesday 15th April

Donnis continues to slowly take things out of the garage, clean them before deciding to keep, throw away, give away or sell. So far she only has items in the keep pile which is growing daily.

With all the rain and hot weather you can almost see the grass growing. In the afternoon I managed to cut the grass in the front yard.

Wednesday

The weather to the north of a cyclone is always sunny with clear skies, cool nights and awesome days. So it is here. Day two after Cyclone Ita moved to our south the days and nights are wonderful. The forecast, at least for the next week is the same…great weather. Donnis sometimes thinks it is boring. Day after day of sublime weather. We are in the midst of Autumn on the cusp of Winter and by Spring the weather will be much the same day after day.

Thursday

Another perfect day in paradise except I spent the day at work.

Good Friday 18th April

We live on the edge of rainforest in the shadow of the Conway Range. Early mornings the Laughing Kookaburra’s wake the rest of the bird population and the chirping, whistling and laughing begins. This morning we were visited by Lorikeets, Butcher Birds, Spangled Drongos , Sunbirds and others whose sweet trilling I have not identified. The Sulphur Crested White Cockatoos are somewhere else this week. Those sounds are my alarm clock. I go on my morning walk and do my exercises before the sun gets high in the sky. This morning, being Good Friday there were less walkers and less cars on the road than usual.

Mid morning Deb and Gary came around for coffee. The have been here since November when we met them at Flametree Caravan Park. They then moved to the caravan park at the bottom of our street. Gary has a job in Mackay and Deb is confident of getting the deli managers job in Sarina south of Mackay. They are moving tomorrow and wanted to say goodbye. I am sure we will see them again. We sat at our table on the back verandah with the backdrop of a green wall of trees and shrubs and the ever present glimpse through the trees, of the Conway Range surrounding us on three sides. Apart from the visiting birds Gary and Deb were also treated to butterfly’s fluttering by.

The rest of the day was spent putting a large tarpaulin over WWWGO to protect it as far as possible to day in day out of sunlight. We also brought more “stuff” out of the garage and onto the verandah, where, after cleaning, Donnis finds a place to store it inside the house.

Sigh!

Saturday 19th March

As they say in Queensland the weather is fine and sunny but come back tomorrow and it will be perfect. So today it dawned fine and sunny as it was yesterday with cyclone Ita a fading memory. Was it only 6 days ago?

As an Easter treat (we will not be eating any chocolate Easter Eggs – unless Donnis has a secret stash somewhere) we drove 45 klms to Cape Gloucester Eco Resort for lunch.

Monday 14th April

“Oh! What a Night”

During the power failure last night we heard a thump which we thought was something falling on the roof. This morning we went to open the laundry door and found a tree had fallen from the neighbor’s yard. It fell on the fence, the clothes line, tore through an awning and blocked the doorway. In fact it was two trees and they were jammed together. A quick bit of work with the chainsaw before I went to work freed up enough space for access to the clothesline. I also called on the neighbor who kindly started clearing away all the debris while I was at work.

Goodonyer Dane.

It seems the yacht which was washed up on the rocks had a $1,000,000 price tag. It had also just gone on the rocks a few minutes before we arrived. It had been on a mooring. The mooring was still in place but the bow attachment point had failed. The two metre waves was just too much for the boat. By this morning there was nothing left.

Tuesday 15th April

Donnis continues to slowly take things out of the garage, clean them before deciding to keep, throw away, give away or sell. So far she only has items in the keep pile which is growing daily.

With all the rain and hot weather you can almost see the grass growing. In the afternoon I managed to cut the grass in the front yard.

Wednesday

The weather to the north of a cyclone is always sunny with clear skies, cool nights and awesome days. So it is here. Day two after Cyclone Ita moved to our south the days and nights are wonderful. The forecast, at least for the next week is the same…great weather. Donnis sometimes thinks it is boring. Day after day of sublime weather. We are in the midst of Autumn on the cusp of Winter and by Spring the weather will be much the same day after day.

Thursday

Another perfect day in paradise except I spent the day at work.

Good Friday 18th April

We live on the edge of rainforest in the shadow of the Conway Range. Early mornings the Laughing Kookaburra’s wake the rest of the bird population and the chirping, whistling and laughing begins. This morning we were visited by Lorikeets, Butcher Birds, Spangled Drongos , Sunbirds and others whose sweet trilling I have not identified. The Sulphur Crested White Cockatoos are somewhere else this week. Those sounds are my alarm clock. I go on my morning walk and do my exercises before the sun gets high in the sky. This morning, being Good Friday there were less walkers and less cars on the road than usual.

Mid morning Deb and Gary came around for coffee. The have been here since November when we met them at Flametree Caravan Park. They then moved to the caravan park at the bottom of our street. Gary has a job in Mackay and Deb is confident of getting the deli managers job in Sarina south of Mackay. They are moving tomorrow and wanted to say goodbye. I am sure we will see them again. We sat at our table on the back verandah with the backdrop of a green wall of trees and shrubs and the ever present glimpse through the trees, of the Conway Range surrounding us on three sides. Apart from the visiting birds Gary and Deb were also treated to butterfly’s fluttering by.

The rest of the day was spent putting a large tarpaulin over WWWGO to protect it as far as possible to day in day out of sunlight. We also brought more “stuff” out of the garage and onto the verandah, where, after cleaning, Donnis finds a place to store it inside the house.

Sigh!

Saturday 19th March

As they say in Queensland the weather is fine and sunny but come back tomorrow and it will be perfect. So today it dawned fine and sunny as it was yesterday with cyclone Ita a fading memory. Was it only 6 days ago?

As an Easter treat (we will not be eating any chocolate Easter Eggs – unless Donnis has a secret stash somewhere) we drove 45 klms to Cape Gloucester Eco Resort for lunch. Woops. They now call it Cape Gloucester BEACH Resort. (Some people complained wanting to know where the ECOLOGICAL part of the name came from or was it just a handy buzz word to add to the name in the hopes of winning trade on the basis of ECO )   http://www.capeg.com.au/   The resort is near a small settlement called Hideaway Bay but is about 5klms further along the coast. The road is gravel, dirt, hard packed sand, rock and whatever else can be found lying around.  Parts of the road were washed away during cyclone Ita and there were several washouts and creek crossings. Some potholes could have been a bit challenging especially as RALLYE is built low to the ground, slow and steady meant we arrived with no mishaps. We have been here several times, the most memorable was for Donnis 50th birthday Errol, Peter and Alecia shouted us a night at the resort. Unlike previous visits we could no longer expect to just rock up and select a table on arrival. We had to book in advance. We had also tried Montes Resort at Cape Gloucester but they were already booked out.    http://www.montesreefresort.com.au/   The Eco resort also became booked out. Our table looked out across Edgecumbe Bay, Gloucester Passage and Gloucester Island.

Tables waiting for diners to arrive./

Tables waiting for diners to arrive./

Our view of the beach and passage from the dining table.

Our view of the beach and passage from the dining table.

This young Butcher Bird was eyeing off all the food on the tables. He waited until people left the table and swooped to pick up a tasty morsel then fly up into a tree to eat it and come back for as second helping.

This young Butcher Bird was eyeing off all the food on the tables. He waited until people left the table and swooped to pick up a tasty morsel then fly up into a tree to eat it and come back for as second helping.

The waters were aquamarine, the water colour famous here in The Whitsunday’s. After an interesting shared lunch of Blackened Crispy Skin Flounder and a couple of mini burgers.

Our shared lunch.

Our shared lunch.

After lunch  we sat on deck chairs under the shade of a tree nearer the beach and sort of glazed gazed across the passage.

Here were are gazing glazily at Passage Island.

Here were are gazing glazily at Passage Island.

Passage Island across Gloucester Passage. At low tide the island is accessible by foot for a short while.

Passage Island across Gloucester Passage. At low tide the island is accessible by foot for a short while.

Looking to the North. Somewhere up there in the cape in the distance across Edgecumbe Bay is the town of Bowen

Looking to the North. Somewhere up there in the cape in the distance across Edgecumbe Bay is the town of Bowen

Gloucester Island looking across Gloucester Passage from the beach at the Cape Gloucester Resort. (How many times can I say Gloucester in one sentence and still make sense?)

Gloucester Island looking across Gloucester Passage from the beach at the Cape Gloucester Resort. (How many times can I say Gloucester in one sentence and still make sense?)

At this point I will meander off the main topic and throw in a bit of potted history. The small resort known as Montes was once only accessible by sea (there was a rough 4WD access track via private property intended only for use by locals in the know and resort owners so they could bring in supplies. The resort was used by travelling yachties, fishermen and chartered yachts referred by locals. It was a bit on the wild side with few rules and the accommodation, such as it was, was little more than rough shacks with a couple of dubious beds. My first visit was via the rough 4WD track. We had gained permission from the landowner and were told where to find the key to the padlock on the gate. The track began at the end of a sealed road at Hideaway Bay, itself a bit isolated at the end of 30 Klms of rough gravel road and only the section through the community was sealed.  The first few hundred metres of track followed a sheer cliff face above the ocean before plummeting straight down a hill known as “Oh My God Hill”. A few creek crossings and deep sandy section of track finally brought you to the entrance to Montes where  the track was deep sand all the way to the beach where Montes is located. Food and drink was pretty basic and the costs were sky high but after an adventure trip ANY food and drink at almost any price was welcome. The barman had long greasy tied back with an elastic band and had a cigarette perpetually dangling from his lip. Who knows about the food being prepared in the dark recesses of a “kitchen” in the bowels of the largest shack. The return trip was just as nightmarish with final part of the track along the clifftop passengers deserted the vehicle, preferring to walk along the cliffside.

In the last 10 or so years the locked gate has disappeared, the track is graded semi regularly (it is also access to several other private properties which have locked gates and Keep Out signs.) and the building of the Cape Gloucester Beach Resort have sport of forced Montes to bring itself kicking and screaming into  a place acceptable to most of the general public.

After an hour lazing and gazing glaziley we headed home but decided to visit motorhome friends John & Lorraine S, who live at Preston which although not directly on our way home was not far out of our way. J&L are slowly preparing their motorhome and re-building a 4WD Suzuki Ute to A-frame tow behind when they will travel around OZ. Although they have no firm date for departure (nor a firm length of time away) they would like to leave by April 2015.

Although we did not achieve anything today we enjoyed a day off relaxing and visiting friends.

Sunday 20th April

I was up and ready for my morning walk before the sun. The few wispy clouds in the distance were smudged pink from the rising sun. Although it was cool, I knew weatherwise, it would be another perfect day.

We spent the day emptying the garage. We emptied all the plastic boxes and crates and put the items on the verandah. We gernied the boxes and crates.

That was our day but it was so tiring.

I am looking forward to tomorrow.

The resort is near a small settlement called Hideaway Bay but is about 5klms further along the coast. The road is gravel, dirt, hard packed sand, rock and whatever else can be found lying around.  Parts of the road were washed away during cyclone Ita and there were several washouts and creek crossings. Some potholes could have been a bit challenging especially as RALLYE is built low to the ground, slow and steady meant we arrived with no mishaps. We have been here several times, the most memorable was for Donnis 50th birthday. Errol, Peter and Alecia shouted us a night at the resort. Unlike previous visits we could no longer expect to just rock up and select a table on arrival. We had to book in advance. We had also tried Montes Resort at Cape Gloucester but they were already booked out. The Eco resort also became booked out. Our table looked out across Edgecumbe Bay, Gloucester Passage and Gloucester Island. The waters were aquamarine, the water colour famous here in The Whitsunday’s. After an interesting shared lunch of Blackened Crispy Skin Flounder and a couple of mini burgers we sat in deck chairs under the shade of a tree nearer the beach and sort of glazed gazed across the passage.

After an hour we headed home but decided to visit motorhome friends John & Lorraine S, who live at Preston which although not directly on our way home was not far out of our way. J&L are slowly preparing their motorhome and re-building a 4WD Suzuki Ute to A-frame tow behind when they will travel around OZ. Although they have no firm date for departure (nor a firm length of time away) they would like to leave by April 2015.

Although we did not achieve anything today we enjoyed a day off relaxing and visiting friends.

Sunday 20th April

I was up and ready for my morning walk before the sun. The few wispy clouds in the distance were smudged pink from the rising sun. Although it was cool, I knew weatherwise, it would be another perfect day.

We spent the day emptying the garage. We emptied all the plastic boxes and crates and put the items on the verandah. We gernied the boxes and crates.

That was our day but it was so tiring.

I am looking forward to tomorrow.

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