The reason for travelling to Christmas Island at Christmas is to see the red crab migration, it hadn’t occurred to me to study this in any great detail before leaving and so I wasn’t really sure what to expect.
The first thing that became apparent to me when we arrived was there is a trilogy of crab migrations, apparently the blokes all go down to the ocean early to get ahead of the woman folk, They do the normal things and build a home for the new bride, and hang around waiting for the ladies to turn up.
Off fishing for the weekend, we had planned this for weeks, the weather was forecast in the high 20’s centigrade. Preparation for the trip included me hammering and banging in the shed by me, Ali doing the normal
Today we scrambled over the cross island track, what a mission, it was hot, steep and slippery. We needed transport at the beginning of the track and pick up at the end, this meant leaving scooters at both ends. We designated Papua Falls as our end point which meant leaving two scooters there, then heading off around to the start, …Continue reading →
Today we thought we might fish or walk or both. I looked through the maps and the closest fishing spot was “Storm King Dam” about eight kilometres out-of-town. We found the place okay and it is clearly a stocked dam by the locals. In the pub on Friday night we had seen a sign that said they supported the stocking …Continue reading →
The morning constitutional, is always a ritual taken with some trepidation when camping. The facilities can vary from nothing at all, that’s the dig your hole and bury your own business, to full clean flush toilets with hot and cold water. Most commercial camp grounds have the later, but at National Parks they often have pit toilets (aka long drops), these …Continue reading →