Mt Warning

I took this shot of Mt Warning from the banks of the Tweed river at Chinderah, N.S.W.

Mt Warning was named by Capt Cook as a warning to other mariners of Point Danger as he travelled up the east coast of Australia in 1770.

Shortly after sighting this mountain his ship ran aground between an island ( now named Cook Island ) and the mainland at the mouth of the Tweed River.

He named the area Point Danger and it is still known by that name.

Mt Warning is the plug of an ancient valcano, it's lava flow covering an area of 400 sqr klms.

The lava flow weathered away over millions of years, but the plug - being harder - has remained.

The town of Murwillumbah sits near the base of Mt Warning in the Tweed Valley.

The beautiful soil rich Tweed Valley is the result of the weathering lava and sits in what is called a caldera - a sunken fertile valley - that used to once be the lava of the volcano that is Mt Warning.

The Week That Was

The past week has not been worth writing about!

Having both now been struck down by the dreaded influenza (which I won't bore anyone about), there's not been a lot to report. We are taking turns at taking care of each other

I've taken some shots of the interior of the expandavan to display some of our furniture acquisitions. We are quite pleased to have done it on a budget and are almost set-up.

Steve has laid some pavers upon which we will put a shed. No home is complete without a shed for the male of the family.

My Birthday was a nonevent and has been postponed until a date to be set.

It was heartening to hear from the nearest and dearest and receive the good wishes.

The 1st Mate

Capt Salty's Latest.

As you can see me ol' salts, I've just bought a new boat - well an old one in fact. Annie and I flogged off the old one on eBay after I discovered it sailed like a dunny with the door open. Since the photo was taken I've made up some cheap rollers for the trailer - again after making the amazing discovery that to buy anything that includes the words boat or marine necessitates a bank loan.

Oh! - good news. Annie and I sold the caravan - and very lucky to do so - as we only had one looker. Quite lucky really as I misquoted the length as being 14ft ( including draw-bar ) when actually it is 17ft. I'm sure the people wouldn't have come to see it if I wasn't an idiot and had told them the true length. They must have been keen on the van as they've had to renovate their garage to fit it in.

Anyway, back to the boat. I haven't taken it out yet as the weather has been bad. Paul and I had a great day fishing in the previous boat by the way, and I'm looking forward to him visiting again.

Our Latest Friend

Annie and I had come back from shopping at Kingscliff and were unloading the shopping when Annie turned around and said ''Look at this.''

A cheeky little Butcher bird had hopped in behind us as bold as brass without so much as a '' by your leave''

So of course we rushed around for some tid-bits for him or her.

Hope he or she sticks around. No doubt Annie will we will be buying mince at the supermarket for our little guest.