Archive for June 2013
Crocs…
In all our time visiting Bynoe harbour over the past few years we had never come across a croc. This time was different we came upon them numerous times. One had taken resident in the creek near were we’d dropped anchor.
We first saw him when we were ‘zooming’ up the creek, Rudy spotted him after we’d passed. Mmmmm they make you a tad nervous..
Later he came and visited us at the boat…
Not the best shots but here they are…
Power to Survive..
Connection to Mother earth
Primal energies..
When a Crocodile enters your life look for the opportunity to get deep into one’s primal energies.
Opportunities for new wisdom and knowledge..
The Berkley River
The Berkeley River is nestled SW of Joseph Bonaparte Gulf on Australia’s remote north Kimberly Coast.
The nearest town is Wyndham 150kms..
There are no roads…
Berkley River Map
Intense silence fills your ears,
alone in an ancient land.
The moon fills the setting sky,
miles from civilisation,
miles from anywhere.
We are able to cruise some 12 nm (approx. 22km) up the river.
Sandstone gorges soar over head at times completely encircling us..
There is a deep presence…
We are in old, old country…
The colours are amazing..
Carved by eons on time..
The afternoon glow is blinding gold…
There is a silence within the Berkley like nothing I’ve every experienced before.
It’s soundless..
Deafening…
Alone in the wilderness..
Mystical..
We lived by the falls..
This was to be our home for the next month.
We bathed under the waterfall looking out over the hushed grandness..
We explored, we climbed the above ridge and walked deep into the quiet land, we sat…
I showered under the falls..
No crocs here..
We had all the comforts of home…
We watched the Moon dance it’s cycle in the clear, clear skies.
We lay out on chilly nights lit by the millions of sparkling stars..
We watched the sun sink, finished for the day, whilst the full moon rose in all it’s glory…
Mt Casurina
Golden hue
lush and so green
We lived in nature,
self sufficient.
Collecting water..
Baking bread…
Freshly backed in the BBQ..
We caught the odd mud crab..
Collecting fresh water..
We ate well…
Rudy’s Chilli Mud Crab..
We walked the ancient land drawn into it’s quietness.
Sandstone rock caved into the guardian souls that resided this land..
There was a feeling of being in the presence of others,
they had left their creative mark.
We sat and looked out where others had sat for millennium ..
rock art up on a ledge,
The connection was strong…
walking along the rock bar, boats no further..
Berkley Bush..
Ancient ancestor…
We came across the odd Croc, we aways aware.
We swam in fresh water pools, watched by God’s creatures..
We played, safe above the falls…
We played…
Croc…
A sunning monitor…
We were totally and lovingly wrapped in nature.
Berkley blessings….
I am deeply blessed…
I am so grateful..
Thank you…
Outside, out at Sea 