Tiwi – Goose Creek to Milikapiti

Self-sufficient living has kept us busy hence why our blogging is so delayed. Not to mention that we were off the grid for the first few days. We have since moved from Goose Creek to Milikapiti. Bushy felt he would feel more comfortable having us closer to his home so he can keep an eye on us. I equally feel safer knowing he is now a shorter distance away. We are now camping by the sea with a whole new landscape to enjoy. Nevertheless we are still sharing our days and nights near crocs as now we see them swimming by our camp site with eyes glowing in the evenings.

Anyway stay turned as more adventure to come once we are home and have our film night sharing our experiences on the Tiwi Islands. This night will be a fundraiser for Kiss Goodbye to MS showcasing all the highlights of the Tiwi Islands. So our blogs this time around will be shorter in duration and less descriptive than the Murray River expedition last year. So please enjoy some of our photos as a taster to this incredible journey. See photos for descriptions of our locations and the wonderful people we have met thus far. Until we write again in a few days enjoy Kiam’s amazing photography.

Day 14 onwards – Tiwi – Bathurst Island to Goose Creek

Wow our arrival on Tiwi was more than we expected in so many ways. The land was more pristine than I had imagined and the Tiwi people extremely generous in welcoming us on to their land.

Our first few nights saw us in an extremely remote location on Melville Island at Goose Creek. The land where we pitched our tent for the first few nights was on our host’s country. Bushy has become both our friend and family looking out for us from day one as we adjust to life on virgin land. Goose Creek is teaming with crocodiles, buffalo, wild geese, fish, dingos, wild horses and bird life. Words escape me to express the shock of coming from the suburbs in Melbourne to a life that still appears to be wild and free. On day one all my fears that I would be in close contact with Crocs came to fruition. Our camp site only meters from the river edge where Bushy nieces camped close by for the first couple of night saw seven crocs just off the banks. In the evenings the family after a day of hunting would feed the crocs the geese wings and necks on the banks in the hope that they would not venture up to our camp site. One evening the girls took us to the river’s edge to look for crocs with touches as their eyes light up orange from the light. In the moon lit sky we could see two crocs fighting and hear their powerful jaws crunching as they were thrashing around. Thank goodness we have a roof tent is all I could think. Our evenings would be filled with the occasional sounds of a croc splashing and their jaws coming together as they eat their prey. As I said Wow is the best description to use when expressing my introduction to the Tiwi Islands. Please see picture below.