Wednesday, 26 February 2025

Passing through Papua New Guinea

It has been a few months since we were 'on the road' or 'all at sea', so it is with great excitement that we depart on the P&O Encounter, bound for Papua New Guinea. Many of you will know that Jim lived and worked in PNG during the 1980s, so for him it is a welcome back. And for Penny, on her first visit to the country, it is a voyage of discovery.

Following two and a half days at sea when we ate Italian, Asian and Luke Mangan's mouthwatering eye fillet, drank Victorian merlot, listened to great live music, saw a fabulous stage show and played Rummikub, it was time to drop anchor at the first of our four ports.

Then, as a tropical low was forming in the Coral Sea, the Captain announced a slight change to our itinerary. Our first port of call on Saturday was to be the town of Alotau on the PNG mainland, but we swapped this with our Sunday port of call the Conflict Islands. The atoll comprises 21 islands which are privately owned by Australian millionaire Ian Gary-Smith. The second biggest island, Panasesa, which we would visit, houses the Conflict Islands Conservation Initiative (CICI), an Australian registered charity that supports the research and protection of sea turtles, manta rays, epaulette (walking) sharks and coral. It also operated a marine debris program. The island is uninhabited except for research staff and local rangers.

Prior to our visit to Panasesa, we attended a talk onboard the ship by Olly, an Australian Marine Biologist who works on the island from time to time. She talked us through the various programs on the island and told us that since 2021 the CICI has tagged over 2,000 turtles and released over 250,000 turtle hatchlings into the sea. Turtles are still poached in PNG for their shells and the CICI runs nightly ranger patrols to try to stop this from happening.

We learned that coral, an animal, forms a symbiotic relationship with microscopic algae called Zooxanthellae. These algae perform photosynthesis (converting sunlight into energy) and produce nutrients that feed the coral. The coral in turn protects the algae and provides them with access to sunlight. When the water becomes too warm, the Zooxanthellae leave the coral, which die from starvation: this is what causes coral bleaching. The CICI has built four coral nurseries where coral is regrown and replanted into the sea to try to combat this bleaching. For more information about the work of the CICI go to: Conflict Islands Conservation Initiative.

There are no large docking facilities at Panasesa, so we took a ten-minute tender ride to this tiny paradise (think Gilligan's Island) which is on 1.2kms from north to south and 1km from east to west. Despite its size, our very knowledgeable guide Manu took us on a good walk whilst he explained the history of the islands, their participation in WW2 and various tidbits of information about the people and their customs. We passed the landing strip as we walked on well-worn sandy paths beneath swaying palm trees, which kept the heat somewhat at bay.




At the end of our tour Manu took us to a market garden with an undercover picnic area and provided us each with a cold coconut in which he inserted a straw (delicious), and a shared plate of fresh and papaya, pineapple, banana, watermelon and pomelo (equally delicious).


Manu then demonstrated the PNG tradition of chewing betel nut. He peeled the green nut and whilst chewing the centre, dipped a mustard stick in lime (not the fruit kind, but crushed shell similar to the lime we put on our gardens) and chewed it as well. This is what causes the red colour that changes the local's teeth to brown. Betel nut is addictive and unfortunately children as young as 10 are taking up the habit.

Apart from the research station and the turtle hatchery, there is a small eco-tourism resort comprising just a few lovely timber huts, and a couple of other makeshift buildings. As we were about to leave to walk back to the pier, we experienced a typical afternoon storm, so we spent the next twenty minutes standing in a queue for the tender, trying to stay dry!

The next morning we docked at the mainland town of Alotau, which has a population of 16,000. Our shore excursion to the Lik Lik Festival had been cancelled, perhaps because it was a Sunday and most of the shops and businesses were also closed. However, we left the ship and walked for a few kilometres in 31C with 79PC humidity until we couldn't take it anymore and headed back. But along the way we visited a large, busy air-conditioned supermarket, a charming waterfront pub, watched local dancers and wandered by market stalls selling mostly betel nut and cigarettes. Mid-afternoon a storm rolled in so we were glad we were back on board.


On the dock as we disembarked the ship




Retail store selling second-hand clothes


More dancing by the harbour



Stalls selling betel nut and cigarettes


Our third port of call was the island of Kiriwina, the largest of the Trobriand Islands with a population of close to 10,000. But, as we sailed towards the island in the early hours of the morning, we could hear rain lashing the balcony doors and occasional thunder joined by occasional flashes of lightning. Just after 7.30am the captain announced he was cancelling the port as the sea was too rough to use the tender boats for the 30-minute journey to the island.



What we should have seen at Kiriwina!

At the same time, we read that Cyclone Alfred had finally formed 840kms off Cairns and was expected to track east - but the BOM wasn't really sure what it would do next. So, we sailed on towards Rabaul.

Rabaul is a township in the East New Britain province of PNG, on the island of New Britain. It was built on the volatile Rabaul Caldera. Its current population is 7,900. Rabaul was the provincial capital and most important settlement in the province until in 1994, 80% of its buildings were destroyed by falling ash when the Tavurvur Volcano erupted in its harbour. The capital was then moved 20kms away to Kokopo.

Rabaul continues to be threatened by volcanic activity with its last large eruption occurring in 2014. Its other active volcano is called Vulcan, and there have been three double eruptions since 1858. We cruised into Rabaul Caldera early on Tuesday morning. The scenery is magnificent, made all the more so by the imposing Tavurvur Volcano, which was smoking from two vents.



Tavurvur Volcano smoking from two separate vents



Not smoke from the volcano, but smoke from the local villagers' fires

A few villagers came out to wave from the tropical forests that line the harbour, and a couple of small boats also paddled by. Very serene.



The wharf where our ship docked


Part of the picturesque harbour

We left the ship prepared for the intense heat we had experienced in Alotau, but surprisingly the temperature here was lower, only 29C, despite Rabaul being closer to the Equator. As soon as we left the port it started to rain, so up went the umbrellas. A little rain never hurt anyone, and it surely didn't dissuade the many handcraft stall owners who lined both sides of the road.


Street stalls selling bilam bags, tea towels, scarves, shells, jewellery and timber ornaments

We wandered up the road and then followed a small crowd of ship passengers to the main street. Jim recognised the main street immediately and identified where his former firm's Rabaul business was located. We ambled through a huge local food market in the main park and bus stop and then crossed the road to one of four enormous supermarkets that sat side by side.




Tables of yellowfin tuna for sale


Some of the colourful bilam bags and clothing on display


A rubbish tip in the middle of the food market


Bunches of freshly boiled peanuts


Tables of betel nuts and mustard sticks


Fresh eggs on display with packets of white lime powder



Dogs wander the streets


The main street of Rabaul


Rabaul's main bus stop - all the buses are vans


One of four side-by-side supermarkets


Inside the supermarket


Many of the tins have a security tag attached to ensure they are not stolen.
Pricing is in PNG Kina - 1 Kina is worth 40c Australian.

As we walked back to the ship we passed a guest house behind barbed wire.


Back on the ship we enjoyed the 'sail away' view from the stern, as the captain turned us south towards home.  We've enjoyed passing through PNG and now look forward to beating Cyclone Alfred home - currently he is 800kms east of Mackay and also heading south...



Sunday, 6 October 2024

Southern States Highlights 2

We left Coober Pedy and after a night at Port Augusta continued on our journey to Wilpena Pound, a natural amphitheatre of mountains situated in the heart of the Ikara-Flinders Ranges National Park.

Along the way we saw what looked liked lemons on the side of the highway and thought a truck must have lost its load. However, upon seeing these 'lemons' regularly our curiosity peaked and Penny took some close-up photos. Turns out they are naturally occurring vine-growing gourds!



We arrived at the Wilpena Pound Resort and checked in for the night. We discovered that all the bush walks were multiple kilometre/hour walks, and since we only had a few hours until nightfall we just took a relatively short walk within the resort and then relaxed - perhaps another visit is called for in the future, to take full advantage of the history and beauty of this place.

We also drove a few kilometres to the Old Woolshed and viewed a wonderful landscape art exhibition by local artists. On the way back we passed a mob of emus and a father emu (the fathers always care for the chicks) and his eight chicks crossed the road in front of us. Very cute.



That night we enjoyed the resort's bar and restaurant facilities, and the next morning we left early for Adelaide, calling in to the charming village of Hawker for coffee. At Goodwood, in Adelaide's south, we located our apartment for the next two nights.

A few days earlier, Penny had received an email from reception requesting she download an app on her mobile phone that would be used as the 'key' to the apartment. Once we arrived, she had to activate the app and press a big green button on her mobile each time we needed access to the driveway gates, the doors into the unit block, the lift to the first floor, and unit itself. It took some getting used to... Turns out reception isn't even at the block but at another unit block in another suburb, but thankfully only a phone-call away. Maybe this is the way of the future for accommodation, but a good old door key would have sufficed! In any case the apartment was lovely and only a short walk to an IGA for supplies.

The next morning we drove out to historic Hahndorf, walked the main street with its quirky stores (and even an op shop) and brunched at a lovely traditional German cafe. The weather had turned to cold and grey, and the cafe had two open wood fires, which were very welcome. From Hahndorf we drove across Adelaide to Glenelg on the beach. Our beach walk was short because of a howling gale, but we found a wonderful little museum that chronicled the history of Adelaide and Australia's federation. Later that afternoon we drove to the northern suburbs of Adelaide where we caught up with ex-Gold Coast friends Norma and Peter for a delightful local tavern dinner. 

And then it was on to the wine district of McLaren Vale for two nights at the Serafino Winery. We had stayed in the town years ago but in the interim a 'cube' had been installed. So, after a walk through town we drove to the well-known D'arenberg Winery to see what it was all about. The four-storey structure houses their wine tasting area and hosts special events: at present an exhibition of some of Salvador Dali's sculptures. Fascinating. And we came away with half a dozen different bottles of their red wine.





And then we lunched in style at another well-known winery, Wirra Wirra.


Then it was onwards to Robe for a night. Along the way we drove through the village of Meadows and Penny recognised the church we had seen there on our last trip to South Australia. And the reason she remembered it is because her great-great-great-great grandparents are buried there.


In the small town of Meningie where we stopped for lunch, we discovered a wonderful craft and collectables store within the old town hall.



Then it was on to Robe for the night.





A night at Warrnambool followed and then a long drive along the Great Ocean Road which is always spectacular.


London Bridge - Penny walked across it in the 1980s when it was still joined to the land.




Razorback


Once there were 12 Apostles, now there are only 8


After a very long and winding but picturesque drive we arrived in Geelong and boarded the Spirit of Tasmania for our 10pm crossing. After arriving at Devonport we had breakfast in Latrobe and then drove to Launceston and checked into our accommodation for the next five nights. What followed was a string of social catch-ups!


Jim with some of the Skemps guys (14 all up) at the annual AFL Grand Final weekend. This year Jim's team, the Brisbane Lions not only won, but thrashed the Sydney Swans. 🦁🍾🎉


More of the Skemps guys enjoying coffee at The House Paddock cafe at Scottsdale. 


Penny at coffee with Janny, Jill, Anne, Dianne and Jenny from the HASH group at the Silo Hotel. She then spent the afternoon with friends Pat, Karen and Grant at their home watching the game.






Some of Launceston's beautiful old buildings



On the Sunday night we were woken well after midnight to the extremely loud Emergency/Evacuation call and spent 20 minutes in the carpark along with other guests including some in pyjamas with bare feet... A false alarm, of course.

Penny enjoyed a glass of (non-alcoholic) champagne with friend Narelle whilst Jim caught up with mate Raffaele (Raffy). He cooked up a batch of his famous spaghetti napolitana and complemented it with a glass or two of pinot noir from his own grapes. Penny later joined them for coffee.


Penny at lunch with her Coffee, Chat and Craft ladies Jill, Eleanor, Pat J, Pat H, Nella, Carol and Nellie at Links at the Country Club.


Penny with her oldest friend from high school, Nan, who lives with her husband Ted and a menagerie of animals on their property at Longford.


Jim at coffee with his morning walking group Phil, Brian, Peter P, Al, Chris, Geoff, Peter E, Alan and Tommo at Liv Eat in Launceston.

On our last night in Launceston we dined with the HASH group at Spice Indian Restaurant at Seaport and left the next morning for Cradle Mountain. We stopped in at Sheffield to check out last year's entries in the International Mural Fest. This year's competition will be held from 3-9 November.




2023 People's Choice First Prize


Just a few of the entries from Mural Fest 2023

At Cradle Mountain we caught the Cradle Discoverer shuttle to Dove Lake and hiked partway around the lake, past the famous boathouse.






Wombats were definitely about (as evidenced above by the 'cubed' poo) and Penny was very keen to see them up close. Fortunately, one was eating lunch beside the road on our way back to the cabin, where a pademelon appeared to greet us!




Fungi beside our cabin

Then it was on to the big smoke, Hobart, for a couple of nights. On the way we called into the famous Deloraine Deli for takeaway coffee. Penny couldn't believe her eyes when our friend Linda got up from a table and came over. Penny and Linda met in Launceston many years ago through the Launceston Writers Group, both of them from Brisbane. Linda relocated to Melbourne a few years ago but has just moved back to Brisbane and was in Tassie briefly to catch up with family. So, we were very pleasantly surprised to see her!

Salamanca Market was bustling as always as we made our way around. We couldn't get over the increase in the number of stalls selling boutique whiskeys and gins, but since Tasmania has more distilleries than any other state in Australia, it's not really surprising. We also walked up to the city for a spot of retail therapy and Penny's favourite bar Evolve is always on the itinerary. This trip we ate at Irish Murphys pub, which was excellent.

We then made our way north to Devonport and boarded the Spirit of Tasmania for our return voyage to Geelong. Shortly after we departed the Captain announced there was a lot of wind out in Bass Strait and that the journey was likely to be 'bumpy'. He wasn't wrong! 🫢 And unfortunately, Penny's NRL Team the Melbourne Storm lost the Grand Final, which we watched on board 😔.

But, there is always next year - and the opportunity to visit our second home again then too! 

Passing through Papua New Guinea

It has been a few months since we were 'on the road' or 'all at sea', so it is with great excitement that we depart on the P...