Walkabout 25 – on the road again

Nothing stays the same!  We left Cairns feeling a tad off-colour.  Somehow we had not gelled for the day.  A few things did not go right but we drove off and got hungrier and hungrier so we stopped, as one does at the first roadhouse… in contrast to Belyando this one is highly recommended!  Fishers River Cafe just before Babinda.  We sat in the Tropical room under an airy roof surrounded by impatiens in baskets and colorful coleus.  Al’s pie lived up to the restaurant’s boasting, he was thrilled and I got more grilled Spanish Mackerel in lemon butter sauce than I had had grilled salmon last night for twice the money!  A delicious, juicy generous portion with crisp and luscious chips.  Washed down and followed with for me a fresh paw paw smoothie and Al iced coffee.  All for what my grilled salmon cost last night.   So when you are next in Far north Queensland that is the place to go for a very good lunch.

We proceeded into Babinda to the Op shop that had been recommended – got a couple of good things, an old EPNS coffee set and plate with a hole in it – I have a spare handle for it!  But then the next best… just outside Babinda on the Bruce Highway is a free camp on a creek with beautiful clear quite quick running water.  On the way down the banks we passed a small group of Indigenous men taking their leisure – we took Bella down to the water she played and swam against the stream until the ball sank – so sadly we had to head home – past the men again – one of them advised us that we should not be swimming the dog in the water, the sign had gone but should have been there.  Taken aback Alan asked why not – and he told us with a straight face that the fish were getting fur balls.  Took us a moment to realise that he was having us on and suddenly we all burst out laughing uproariously!!  So nice to have that sort of interaction.

We have noticed, if one can dare make any sort of generalisation,  generally there is a different body language – in control of their world it says.  But they still don’t engage with us unless it is at the market where we made some of our best sales to Indigenous women at Cooktown.  So this was a new and delightful experience!

Last thing – the election.  I have to say something… it sucks that Labour lost so soundly and now that the ghastly Abbot has only found one woman to put in his Cabinet with a few extremely patronising comments about several ‘knocking’ on the doors… These things seem to go in waves and we are in a conservative wave right now!

(Al’s voice) My spin on the last week is that Cairns is one big takeaway joint which caters for all tastes. Except those who want value for money. We were inundated with sights, sounds and smells of what normally seems great but somehow it did not work for me. I started to relax once we got on the highway south and saw how beautiful the tropics are. Bella was the same I think. She seemed to be smiling as she slept on her mat as the car rolled on.

Next stop will be Cowley Beach where I spent the majority of my inglorious military career. It was 1970 when I was last there so maybe there will be nothing left by now but condo’s. We’ll see.

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About retrocentricaussie

We are a pair of ageing 'gypsies' who find junk and sell antiques, especially objects from the art nouveau/art deco years and old and well-loved tools. We also occasionally buy antiques as well!! We haunt clearance sales, garage sales, charity shops and sometimes dumps. Lately we have even been to a 'proper' auction. The thrill is in the chase for good stuff at prices we can afford and still sell the items on at a profit sufficient to support us. We recycle what other people don't want anymore, we find new homes for nice things. We sell at markets and antique fairs, swap meets and wherever else we can find. Our clientele are mostly ordinary people who want something they can afford that will enhance their quality of life. We are especially pleased when generation Y buy from us. It suggests that appreciation of quality and good design is still part of our modern aesthetic.
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