Duck!
Ludwig Becker died. He died along with two other’s on what is now Bulloo station, south west of Thargomindah, and they dug a grave for him there. We thought we might visit the grave, but we needed permission from the station Manager of Bulloo station, so I asked whether anyone knew the number when we went to the pub in Tiboburra. After a bit of two’in and throw’in, they decided to ring Duck.
It turned out they woke up Duck when they rang as he had had the odd one or two. Anyway Duck asked a few questions about me and Jack and said he’d come in before he’d give us the number. Duck turned up, he looked like he was out of a Ben Bowyang comic, with a touch of Mr Magoo. He decided he needed a bit more topping up, and of course, to be polite, I had one or two as well.
I told Duck what we were doing, showed the Ludwig Becker book I own, (which was passed around the Bar) as well as a map, and a bit later Duck slipped me a piece of paper with the phone number on. I must have passed the test, although when I rang Yola later she could tell that I had been tested.
We went back to the Pub for tea and by this time Duck was talking Swahili. I rang the station manager, Damian, a nice chap who would have been happy to show us the Grave, but it had been raining in Quilpie and that flows into the Bulloo river, and you couldn’t cross it to get to the grave. After all that!
Anyway, this morning we saw Duck, fit as a Mallee Bull, and had a good talk to him, told him what had happened. A nice chap.
We left our B&W route today to visit Cameron corner, where SA, NSW and QLD meet. There’s a Pub here as well (they seem to be everywhere), and the guy that ran the pub did have a good vocabulary, but often needed linking words starting with F in his speech pattern. Needless to say, Wills was very impressed.
We saw the Dingo fence, Fort Grey, where Sturt fought aboriginals and kept sheep, and photographed Cameron Corner. My bum was at 2.00pm (NSW). my head was at 1.00pm (Qld), and my left arm was at 1.30 pm (SA). I was all over the place.
All over the place.
We mentioned the Willy willy’s previously, the photo below does not do them justice. They start about Midday (after temp reaches approx 40) and you could see up to 10 or so at any one time. Some reach hundred’s of metres into the sky. Jack and I have competitions to see who will see the first of the day. Jack won today, 10.30 am, it was 40 by 10.15am.
Of to the dig tree and Innaminca tomorrow.
See ya
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November 16, 2009 at 6:27 pm
Hey Dad and Jack.
I was just watching the simpsons and its the one where homer and bart have to get rid of the beavers blocking the river and homer is working out a strategy plan and he has figurines with the names of the people and he wrote homer and the boy (meaning bart) and it just reminded me of something you and jack would do haha. Or when you said you were in QLD, NSW and i think SA when homer goes america australia america australia. You must be missing the simpsons so much haha. And Duck sounds like a freak!
xoxo.
November 16, 2009 at 8:05 pm
Commissioner Keith Jobson asked me to pass on to you that he has been unable to communicate with you because he has taken a posse of soldiers and gone to the Yass/Goulburn area to search for a location to establish a new Capital. He has come across a large limestone plain but is worried that it might be a boring place. Perhaps someone might plan a lake to keep the locals happy.
November 18, 2009 at 10:12 am
I really wonder why this chap is called Duck! Quack, Quack! These will make for wonderful stories that you will tell time and time and time and time again. Maybe you should have incorporated a pub crawl along the way. Now that Becker has died, is this the end of the famous replica photo’s? Have you thought of standing in one of the Willy Willy’s Jack???!!!
Safe travelling, Yola and Sarah