Thursday, October 28, 2004
Wednesday, October 27, 2004
Fishing, Snorkling, Coral and Big #@$%! Sharks
Recepie:

- 1 Large Emperor ( Or Snapper )
- Score the flesh with a knife down each side of the fish.
- Rub Tarragon + Garlic Salt + Lemon Oil into the fish
- Stuff with red peppers and onion
- Wrap tightly in aluminium foil
- Cook in a hot pan for about 18 minutes
- Eat! Yum Yum Yum
However the luck afforded us on that night had no bearing on the following 3 nights as we caught nothing of consequence and sometimes just plain old nothing at all. However on my last night there I lost my rig twice when something struck the line, bent my rod down and then cut the line. Probably much too big for dinner I reasoned and went back to the camp for a can of Stag Chilli and rice.
The snorkeling in the Park is fantastic. Even though the coral is a little bleached due to the current El Nino the fish life is amazing. Everything from the super big to the exremely tiny is on offer as you paddle around. The best place is Turquoise
The biggest thrill was when I was snorkeling alone at a location called Lakeside. I had been in the water about 20 minutes, circling these big coral bombies ( stacks ) admiring all the fish when out of the corner of my eye I caught sight of something big. I froze. A large shark was cruising by from my left. I just kept very still and kept watching this amazing ( and lethal ) creature. However as soon as it noticed me there it looked panicked and flickign it's tail very powerfully bolted off like a torpedo into the milky beyond. Needless to say I slowy swam the 50 metres back to the shore always looking behind me. I need not have been worried as the sharks that patrol the inside of Ningaloo though sometimes looking scary are generally more terrified of humans than the other way round and just as I observed that tend to dissapear very quickly if contact is made. Still it was a major thrill to encounter such a beast in it's own territory.
Some of the wildlife however is less timid around humans. At the Tulki beach campsite there was this pesky Kangaroo we nicknamed Skippy for want of a better name. This little bugger would boldy wander into camp whenever your back was turned and start stealing and destroying whatever it could get it's little paws on. Our first encounter with him was while we were eating dinner. I saw Luke look over my shoulder and with a start pointed behind me. There was skippy helping himself to the remains of my dinner which I had placed on the ground just behind me. Later that night Lisa was woken up to find skippy sitting down at our camp table, no kidding, leafing through my New Scientist magazine and tearing out pages with his paws and teeth. Whether he admired the writing and interesting articles or just the culinary quality of the paper we were unable to determine. Another night I had finished eating dinner and was sitting reading in the car when he appeared and grabbed a loaf of bread off the table right before my eyes. I had to chase him with my fishing rod and give him a whack on his backside before he would drop his prize. Bad Bad Skippy!
Anyhow I am back in Exmouth and have signed up for another 3 days diving after which I will be an "Advanced Diver" I guess I can say I like diving :) Oh yeah and a plug to Exmouth Diving Centre. They are really professional and really love their work so if you wanna go diving in Exmouth go with these guys. My instructor was Merran and she was really cool.
Cheerio till next time.
Saturday, October 23, 2004
I am now a certified Open Water Diver !


We also saw a pod of humpback whales cruising on by. One of them almost swam under the boat

I've just bought a snorkel, mask and fins and am heading down to the Cape Range National Park to do some more aquatic sight seeing. Should be great
Friday, October 22, 2004
First open water dive. Wow.

I'm still buzzing after my first day diving in real water. We went down to 13 meters in 5 meter visibility water and drifted along the bottom carried by the current and led by our great teacher Merron. Flying, floating, weightless I've had it described by many people I've met in the past who tried to describe the feeling of diving but I don't think it is possible to describe it to the uninitiated except to say it feels like a dream and not quite real. Up and down are constructs that have meaning but can be subverted if you like. To view under a ledge, don't get down on your hands and knees as if on land but turn upside down with your head centimeters off the bottom, your feet pointing to the sky and then you will get the best view. Peek through the gap and there are dozen fish staring back at you with the obvious expression stapled on thier faces " I'm a fish! What the fuck are you? "
I can't wait to get back in the water tomorrow.
B
Tuesday, October 19, 2004
1st Day of PADI Dive Course, Excellent !
Cheers
B
Monday, October 11, 2004
Damn stupid Aussies
Bye Bye Broome, Off to Ningaloo
It's a long way to Exmouth though and I may take a detour to Karajini National Park. Everyone raves about it but I am sort of keen to get to Exmouth as soon as possible and go surfing again. I've spent too long out of the water and it's beginning to annoy me. Broome was nice for being down the beach and there was some surf hear but it was rarely clean. Cable beach however is one most beautiful stretch of sand and I thouroughly recommend it to any sun worshippers.
Thursday, October 07, 2004
Surf Again YEEHAH ... well yeehah
Surfing without a wetsuit is one of those pleasures that must be experienced. Warm water is just a joy. I can't say the rash on the inside of my leg where the board wax and my leg hair were violently coupling is anything fun but it was definately worth it. This morning I got up early and the swell had held up through the night but with an offshore wind now the water was turqoise glass and the small peaks were fun to play in.
Booked in for a medical test this Monday so I can do my PADI beginners dive course when I get to Ningaloo. Too many people have told me how cool diving is so I'm gonna give it a go. Will probably head outa Broome straight after the Medical. There is a concert in Broome this coming sunday to support the erection of a radio transmitter for JJJ. That should be a fun thing before I head off.
Way too hot today though.. After surfing I headed to the small mall and hung out in airconditioned comfort, eating icecreams and reading magazines, exiting the building only to call Evelyn in Austria who was all bleary eyed and sleepy given it was only six in the moring.
Oh well not much else to say. So adieu.
Brad
Monday, October 04, 2004
In Broome, Back at the beach at last.
Finally I am back at the beach, Darwin doesn't count as you cant swim there unless you are a nutter. Got in at about 3pm last night and headed straight for Cable beach. Dissapointment at the lack of surf gave way to joy as I felt the silken sand between my toes and the warm tropical water as I dived in.
Cable beach is amazing with huge tides. At low the beach seems to be about 100 meters wide and at high tide it is almost gone. The water is milky green the origin of I'm not sure. I think it has something to do with the sand which seems to have a large clay content in it but I may be wrong.
One of the most interesting things I did on my trek over from Darwin was a short stop I made just after Fitzroy crossing. I think that was the place though I'm not sure now.... Anyway I noticed a formation of very strange shapped rocks by the side of the road. I stopped the car and went to investigate. They were of limestone formation and very very sharp like glass. I looked closer and to my surprise I found coral, the same kind of coral you would find as if you looked at a reef by the seaside. However I was about 400 km inland and the sea had last been here thousands if not millions of years ago. Even more spectaclur I found a seashell just sitting in a crack in the rock. It is a beautiful little spiral shell, perfectly white and just sitting there for me to pick up. How extraordinary! Must find a geologist to ask about the area.
The Gibb River road turned out not to be a possiblity. The more reasonably people I spoke to told me of the very sharp rocks and the dodgy river crossing I would have to make. The girls at tourist info in Kununurra looked at me very severly when I suggested I may do it in a Magna. I thouroughly dissapointed as I had been looking forward to getting off the bitumen and onto the dirt. Still the road from Kununnara to Broome was hardly dissapointing. The mountain ranges were old and imposing, not high but their crumbling attire of red rubble and outcrops of restistent stone were very imposing. One day I'll have to come back to this area with a 4x4 and give it a thorough exploring.
Cheers B