The long dirt road of The Cape arrives at Bamaga which is a good base for exploring the tip. There is a bottle shop, groceries, fuel , post office and a hand full of caravan parks. Both dogs and horses own the streets here and driving slowly is a must. Bamanga is home to some of the Torres Straits Islanders. The islands are made up of 120 some islands that span the 90 km gap between continental Australia and Papau New Guinea. They are a joyous group of people compared to the central aboriginals. Life here seems easy and harmonious and the white fella feels welcomed here.
The dry season brings on hunger and thirst for the Brumby population of Northern tropical Queensland. Each night the horses would wonder through the campground. We could hear their hoof beats outside the tent. They were looking for water. J and I tried to give them apples but they spooked and trotted into the bush.
This is the Bamaga jetty. Note the signage regarding safe swimming and the aboriginal locals swimming. Just across the the way a extra large saltie basked in the sun. Crazy!
Across the jetty -Bamaga
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