To enter Gunbalanya, you must drive through the East Alligator River, and having the caravan in tow was a worry. There had been late rains and the road was closed up until the afternoon we arrived! But it was going up and the overturned car in the water did not look too enticing. So we camped at the border crossing Merl campground enjoying good coffee and French pastries at the store!
The next day, after obtaining permits in Jabiru we hooked up the caravan and nervously drove to the river crossing. We had an audience, but so did the Bininj mob towing a car across before us. We lent them some WD40 and watched as they crossed safely. This morning a man had crossed when it was higher and conked out in the middle! But we have a snorkle and got through no worries. So happy to have made it to Gunbalanya, Anthony Murphy director of Injalak Arts directed us to the old church house where we parked the van and I cleaned the house which had been left in a state, lights on for weeks and full of insects. Frogs and geckos are everywhere to Tepi’s delight and a couple of large predatory whistling kites have a huge nest in the tree beside the caravan, I watched them swooping for bush rats in the very tall yard grass. Hope the snakes aren’t too friendly. From the verandah is a beautiful view of the lagoon and the escarpment. Sunset and sunrise are special, must be careful of the wasp nest though.
We were approaching my destination now, as we entered this vast National Park we had many animal encounters. Birds of prey and water birds, lizards and snakes, and a large dead Buffalo. Here Bininj speak Gundjeihmi in the central areas, Mungguy speak Jawoyn in the south and in the north, where I was headed, Kunwinjku, the language spoken in Gunbalanya where traditional owner Jacob Nayinggul lives.
This is my third visit to Darwin, and I seem to experience a different area every time. We stayed at the top of Casuarina coastline and found the sand littered with coral bones. It dawned on me that the porcelain doll in a coral shell my father had found on a beach in Darwin in 1974 when he helped clean up after the cyclone must have been Casuarina! I had retraced his steps by accident as the caravan park turned out to be originally set up for workers after cyclone Tracy. It was very run down but pricey! We visited the exclusive suburb of Nightcliff with spectacular seaside ochre laden cliffs, a feature of Darwin’s Lammeroo Beach too where I swam last visit (to the horror of onlookers). We swam in the shallows at Nightcliff, but most people were still abstaining due to the risk of box jellyfish. I think it would be rare to see a crocodile in this area, but Casuarina looked a little more estaurine. There was chunks of ochre laying on the sand so I collected some of the amazing pigment from both beaches.
We spent a large part of a day captivated in the Darwin Gallery and Museum overlooking the ocean. A beautiful display of barks, fibre work, sculpture and canvases from around the top end, and the best natural history museum I’ve ever seen. There was even a ship museum with Indonesian carved longboats and Melanesian dugout canoes.
We enjoyed the Mindil Beach evening Markets (another beach where swimming is ok in the dry season). The foods on offer were the highlight, but the kids found plenty to want! Lovely diversity of people.
The waterfalls and swimming holes were luscious amidst rainforest and palm scattered forests. Wangi Falls was still closed for swimming but we swam at Buley rockhole and Florence Falls amongst the large fish. We have all been abstaining from sunscreen and insect repellent when swimming, but unfortunately most of the other visitors were lathered up not thinking of the local wildlife. http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=71649
Wagiman women’s sacred ceremonial place. Young girls learn here, it was amazing. Some pools were so hot to touch there was a dead frog and toad. It bubbled up in green mossy bogs and mingled with the cold water creek where we swam. http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=71649
The town has grown since my last visit in 1992, partly due to a RAAF base. Still loved the place, but saltwater crocodiles were still about in the gorge, so we could only swim in the top waterhole above the third gorge. Saw kunwarde bim in red and yellow delek, there was short neck turtle and magpie geese and bat men. Cicada dreaming. Went to the Hot Springs for a swim, happy that local Mungguy families were swimming there too. Met another travelling family at the campsite who had worked in a small community art centre in WA and we heard stories of their time and friendships there near Warburton on Ngaanyatjarra country. Had a swim Leliyn (Edith Falls) top waterholes, beautiful. http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=71649
Lovely swimming, but hope it won’t become like Mataranka due to too many visitors. Felt like local people are pushed out from their swimming holes by the sheer volume of people coming through to swim in places like this. I come from paradise too, and see what hordes of people can do to special places. http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=71649