Sams 1000 Island River Run
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A limo carried Sam and Tessa back to the airport on Thursday morning, where Patrick met them. He already had tickets and the 10:25 to Perth was comfortable – they sat 3-across with Tessa at the window and Patrick on the aisle. Patrick read a government document for the first hour or so; Sam looked at Sinister Stones; Tessa viewed the changing colors of the landscape below.
Around 1100, Sam asked “So, what will we be doing in Perth?”
Patrick answered “I’ve made reservations at the Duxton. That’s right downtown. Your mother and I stayed there when we got married. We’re free in the afternoon, though I’ll need to make two or three calls. Tomorrow morning all three of us need to appear at the Supreme Court of Western Australia – it’s under ten minutes from the Hotel. By noon we should know out next steps.”
“What are the choices?” Tessa asked.
“Options, I’d say. Not ‘choices’. Well, we might be flown north tomorrow afternoon, but I think Saturday morning is more likely. The next choices are whether they’ll fly us up in a plane equipped with pontoons or in a helicopter.”
“That’ll be an adventure, either way!” she responded. “I’ve never flown in a seaplane.”
“Are you nervous?”
“No. Sam and I are both avifauna; flying isn’t intimidating. And now that I’ve done it several times, it isn’t even distressing.”
“If we’re free tomorrow afternoon, I want to see the Western Australian Museum,” said Sam.
“It’s an interesting one. I visited it several times before we moved to Sydney.”
The Anthropology and Archaeology department specialises in cultural anthropology and archaeology. Our research, collections and public programs focus on understandings of what it is to be human, to understand cultural diversity, and to explore complex relationships between society, culture, language, sociality and economy.
The department cares for over 10,000 ethnographic objects collected mainly from Western Australian Aboriginal cultures, stone tools from locations throughout WA and other parts of the world, and 5000 objects from other parts of the world such as Papua New Guinea, Melanesia and Africa. Museum blurb
“Isn’t there a gallery in Kings Park?”
“Doing research, eh? Yes, there’s an Aboriginal Art Gallery. But it’s largely contemporary Nyoongar work, much of it quite Europeanised. Rachel said their stuff was as influenced by western realism as Williams was by native symbolism. The Modern Gallery is quite near the Western Australian.”
They had a snack and a beverage and had only a little more time prior to landing.
At the Duxton they were shown to their rooms. “You go down and have a snack; I’ll call and learn our fate.”
Sam delayed Tessa for a quarter hour or so and then they washed up and had coffee and cake. It was somewhat later that an enraged Patrick joined them. Sam flagged a waiter and ordered an ale for his father.
“Bloody stupid bureaucrats!” Patrick began.
“C’mon, Dad, let us know how you really feel.”
“The flights to Kimberley Coastal Camp are from Darwin or Broome! We could easily have flown to Darwin!”
“But then we’d have no way to get Western IDs.”
“True. But that could have been worked out. Anyway, we fly to Broome early Saturday and to the Kimberley Coastal Camp from there. We’re to be at the Court after nine in the morning.”
“How did they manage to screw things up?”
“Oh, straightforwardly. The Camp and Kununurra are both in Western Australia, ergo, you get there via Perth! Simple for a simple mind.”
“That is dumb.”
“Especially as I’ve seen the Camp’s own blurb which talks about getting there from Kimberley destinations.”
“Perhaps the people in Canberra don’t know much about western geography,” Tessa suggested.
“I’m sure they don’t! Most likely don’t differentiate the Pilbara from the Kimberley and don’t realize that the Nyoongar Claim is far from both.”
They chatted a bit longer while Patrick finished his drink and then went for a stroll in the Supreme Court Gardens.
“We won’t have far to go in the morning,” said Tessa.
“Further than it appears,” Patrick responded. “You’ve got to go around, you can’t just walk straight through. But we should think about dinner. It’s Thursday so nothing will be mobbed. Tomorrow we’ll have to sandwich between ‘happy hour’ and Friday dinner-goers.”
“I’m not that hungry.” “Nor I,” added Sam.
“Hmmm. I’ve a notion.” Patrick walked over to the concierge, spoke for a minute and returned. “He suggests A’Caverna on Hay Street. Let’s try it.”
So they had wine and tapas in lieu of formal dinner.
In the morning, Tessa and Sam each got two new laminated cards: one from the Ministry for Aboriginal Affairs and one from the Attorney General’s office. They agreed to meet back at the hotel by 1800, and Sam and Tessa went off to the museums.
Back in the Duxton, they showered, occupied themselves, got (re-)dressed and met Patrick for dinner in the hotel. In the morning they took a taxi to the airport and flew to Broome.
They had an hour lay-over, but didn’t leave the airport, sitting outdoors in the bright sun for a while.
“Anything else we should know, Dad?”
“Not as far as I can tell. There’s a representative from Fitzroy Crossing who claims the area around the Camp was sacred ground. The Bunuba’s traditional territory extended over some 2,500 square miles. But not this far west. I think this bloke sees himself as a modern Jandemarra.”
“Who?” asked Tessa.
“Jandemarra, or ‘Pigeon,’ was a young Bunuba who led an armed uprising about 150 years ago.”
“Sad story,” said Sam. “So what do we do?”
“We look at things. A python, an eagle and a raven should have different views. I know that I can ‘feel’ things. Sam’s told me that he can. I would guess Tessa can relate to the sacred. We will visit a few of the sites. If we sense a presence, we will report it. If, like so many sites, it is inactive, we’ll report that ... That’s for us.”
“I’ve read something about the language group,” Sam said as they walked to the gate, “But I can’t recall where.”
“Not very helpful,” Tessa chided him.
An hour or so later, they were set down at the Camp’s pier.
Australia has numerous rock art rich regions. These include the central desert, Cape York and Arnhem Land, the Burrup Peninsula (with over 1 million engravings) and the Kimberley. Even near large urban centres like Sydney, there are significant bodies of rock art.Western Australia’s Kimberley is a major rock art landscape. It’s in an area approximately 423,500 square kilometres, roughly the size of the United Kingdom. Much of the art is in remote areas which are very difficult to get to. Other sites are more accessible but can only be visited with the correct Indigenous permissions and protocols in place...
Kimberley rock art was made by indigenous Australians on their traditional land. Many different groups created many different styles of rock art. The art has been made by the people of the Kimberley region for thousands of years...
The sites of the rock art are very important to traditional owners in the Kimberley because they are records made by their direct ancestors. Many of the sites are considered sacred because of the ceremonies that have been carried out in those places.
How traditional owners interact with the rock art varies from site to site and community to community. It is sometimes difficult for traditional owners to get to the sites of rock art that are in very remote regions.David Wroth, Japingka Gallery [Perth] and Peter Veth, University of Western Australia, 2017
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My father and I had decided to go hunting last weekend but we never thought we would end up having the most bizarre time that it ended up being. We got to our hunting camp on Friday night. It was just the two of us in a small camp in the woods and we had to build a fire in the fireplace to keep warm. Once the fire got going really well the camp heated up fast and soon we had to take off our winter coats and hats and we could just sit around in our shorts and t-shirts. My Dad and I have been...
Indru tamil kama kathaiyil ilamaiyaana magalum pinbu vithavai ammavaiyum eppadi usar seithu matter poten endru ungaluku solugiren. Suvarasiyam athigam irukum kama kathaikul selalam vaarungal, en peyar karthik. En veethiiyil oru pen ilamaiyaaga sexiyaaga irupaal, avalai thinamum sight adithu kondu irupen. Thinamum aval kalluri sendru varum pozhuthu iru velaiyilum sight adika arambithu viduven. Aval peyar nandhini vayathu 21 irukum, avaluku veetil aan thunai kidaiyaathu. Veetil oru amma iru...
If you are under 18 or offended by this stuff, you not only shouldn't read any further, but you shouldn't even be here. Shame on you. SRU: Summer Camp By Morpheus David and Kimberly Bennett were both silent as they walked through the mall, each lost in their own thoughts, but taking comfort from the others presence. The twelve year old twins were not at all happy, and for good reason. They'd just been told by their parents that they were going to be sent off to summer camp...
Trembling, Sam stood arms to her side. Was it fear, was it excitement, a combination of both, she no longer cared. Her eyes widened as her mouth was being invaded by Mary's tongue. Frozen she didn't know what to do. Mary held Sam's head softly as her tongue snaked around Sam's mouth. Reaching down Mary caressed her her firm breast. Circling the flesh colored areola with her finger, Sam inhaled with short quick breaths. She felt her nipple respond as Mary rolled it between her fingers and thumb....
Well, now it's time for school. Candace and I go to a small high school, not private, but because we are so rich, it is not exactly public either. The students have been screened by my fathers' security teams; they are all exceptionally bright, well mannered, not prone to causing trouble, and to add ice cream to the pie, all are very good looking. There are 40 students, 20 boys and 20 girls. When the school was larger it had state champion quality teams in boys basketball, girls volleyball...
When I hit my teens, my hormones were raging but completely unsatisfied. Having discovered the unspeakable pleasures of masturbation when I was around ten (I certainly didn't know anyone I could speak to them about!), I'd have done anything to get laid by a real feminine female. But for all I did, no matter how hard I tried (and gawd knows I always tried too hard) it only rewarded me with unending embarrassment. I made a total fool out of myself with any girl I was around. I was awkward,...
A little background: Lynn was excited. This would be the first summer camp Lynn had ever gone to a summer camp. According to the brochure there would be baseball games, horseback riding, swimming, and all sorts of other things to do. Lynn had always been one of if not the best baseball players in their small town. Also there was supposed be photographic and video classes could take. Lynn could learn how to not only take good and lasting pictures and videos, but also how to develop them. The...