Derby

Sunday the 28^th of June and it was so good getting back to the van after another six nights in the tent. The Gibb was great but Oh, the comfort of the van! So we had arrived back in Derby.

It would not be inappropriate for me to post a photo of our TV as, at that stage, we have only had two nights of TV available over three weeks. There were numerous nights in the tent and other nights when there was no TV reception. That is indeed a record for us.

We have been having a very relaxing week here, catching up on phone calls and the blog, doing a bit of maintenance and cleaning and planning, morning coffees and dinner out at the wharf. Derby was a major port for many years but the wharf is now pretty much disused. There is a restaurant out there which is a great location for the sunset.

Alec Beckett is a country music balladeer who has been here for the week and I have caught him performing four times this week, three times at the van park where he and I are staying and the wharf restaurant. I had seen him for the last two Tamworth Country Music Festivals busking in Peel Street. I bought one of his CDs which he has written four of the songs. Happy to support such as him.

The tides here are some of the highest in the world, about 11 metres. Compare the photos of high tide to low tide.

There is another Prison Boab tree here which got a lot of use apparently.

We are killing a bit of time here before doing the Horizontal Falls overnight flight on Monday the 6^th July. On the morning before going on the flight we thought we would take a last look at Derby and have a look at a couple of things we had not seen yet. Went to the pioneer cemetery and saw these headstones. William Richardson was a Policeman who was killed by the Aboriginal Jandamarra who I mentioned in the post about Tunnel Creek on the Gibb River Road. I love the simple language they used on the headstones back then.