When we arrived at Normanton it was 37 degrees and being a Saturday afternoon there wasn't much happening! We called into the Visitors' Centre and were amazed to see photos taken around 1974 when the town was totally flooded. A short distance down the road is a replica of Krys the croc - the biggest croc ever shot by a woman. Click on the photo below to enlarge for the full story of Krys.
Leaving Normanton we passed lots of
small creeks that were slowly drying up, leaving only small puddles.
There were birds everywhere making the most of what was left of the
water, especially Brolgas. They would be hoping it wouldn't be too long
before the wet season would start again and the creeks would start to
flow.
We
arrived at Karumba at around 3:30pm and had a look at all three caravan
parks. We had been advised earlier not to stay at the park near the
water as the people there supposedly weren't friendly and were a bit
'clicky'. After looking at all the parks we decided this one was in the
nicest area, so we would risk it. All the parks were pretty well
packed out, but we were able to squeeze into a shady site where we had
mobile phone and internet, but only poor TV reception. It turned out
that the couple parked directly behind us were from Cobargo so we joined
them and their neighbours for a few drinks later in the day.
On Sunday we were woken early by all the fisher 'people' heading out fishing. Almost everyone in the park has a boat as they come here to catch the elusive Barramundi but often settle for a lot of Blue Nose Salmon, which we have tried and found to be very tasty. There are groups of people in the park who stay here for 3 months every year and have permanent site bookings.
We walked a short distance to the waterfront to check out the Sunday morning markets and had a coffee overlooking the beach. While there, we watched as a fellow lifted his crab pot from within the mangroves and carefully removed two mud crabs.We then went for a drive around the town and ended up having lunch at a seafood cafe on the Norman River. We also bought some tasty prawns for dinner for $15 per kilo. After lunch we returned to the air-conditioned comfort of our van as once again it was 37 degrees. I did a bit of work on this blog and Rick went for a quick swim in the pool, before returning to watch footy.
On Sunday we were woken early by all the fisher 'people' heading out fishing. Almost everyone in the park has a boat as they come here to catch the elusive Barramundi but often settle for a lot of Blue Nose Salmon, which we have tried and found to be very tasty. There are groups of people in the park who stay here for 3 months every year and have permanent site bookings.
We walked a short distance to the waterfront to check out the Sunday morning markets and had a coffee overlooking the beach. While there, we watched as a fellow lifted his crab pot from within the mangroves and carefully removed two mud crabs.We then went for a drive around the town and ended up having lunch at a seafood cafe on the Norman River. We also bought some tasty prawns for dinner for $15 per kilo. After lunch we returned to the air-conditioned comfort of our van as once again it was 37 degrees. I did a bit of work on this blog and Rick went for a quick swim in the pool, before returning to watch footy.
Some of the very straight and narrow Developmental Road |
Krys the croc (Savannah King's) story |
Our 'squeezy' camp site |
Looking back towards the town from the boatramp |
The view of the Norman River from the Cafe |
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