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Jul 1, 2017 - Burketown and surrounds

Arrived at Burketown via the Savannah Way, mostly gravel and sandy water crossings some dry creek beds but still plenty with water in them. Had a stop over with about 7 vans at Calvert Creek on the way and we passed a group of Chamberlain Tractors pulling their caravans, dont think that would be so comfortable but an experience I am sure. Dale had a good time fishing and now we are heading to other parts staying high to enjoy the warm weather, sorry down there in Tasmania. Keep Warm. All going well now and today we will look about here...

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May 13, 2016 - Leichardt River Falls to Gregory River at Gregory Downs

After another lovely walk down by the river with Ruby and Chilli we were back onto the road- mostly bitumen today - Once again, not the most exciting scenery but still beautiful in its own way. Burketown did not seem to be particularly welcoming, so we kept going towards Gregory Downs. The Gregory River, our stop for the night, was absolutely stunningly beautiful. We camped on the river bed, coincidently beside Peter and Jenny, who seemed to be on the same itinerary as us! After a short walk up to the hotel and back, we invited Peter and...

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May 12, 2016 - Karumba to Leichardt River falls (on way to Burketown)

Today we left the bitumen well and truly behind. From Karumba we drove back through Normanton before turning west on the Savannah Way toward Burketown. We hit the red dirt and gravel not long after leaving Normanton, so was an interesting day! The road was quite good in places and quite corrugated in other. The dips and floodways were the most challenging. Even though there is miles of what essentially is pretty boring country, at the same time there is always something to see. The country is always changing, from grassland, to scrubby bush...

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Jun 25, 2005 - Burketown / Hells Gate Roadhouse (20/05/05 - 21/05/05)

Burketown: Desperate township. Nothing here but dust. Don't ever come here. On the way out, I nearly flattened a Wallaby who jumped out at the car. He escaped, and eventually my heart rate returned to normal. So in that regard, we both survived. Hells Gate was so called because in the old days, this was as far as the Police would escort you. After that, you were on your own and at the mercy of the Aborigines. Back in those days, they were still spearing the settlers, and not surprising since we had stolen their Country. This is now just a...

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