Some years ago before the new crossing was put in on the Bloomfield River we
were sitting beside the river waitiing for the tide to drop as that was how
you had to cross the river in those days. Anyway, these idiot blokes came
along in a brand new Cruiser wagon, got out, talked to us and we told them
the done thing was to wait. They laughed, told us that their new cruiser was
good for it and took off into the river! LOL.... Dheads!
End result was that we watched as their precious new vehicle was flooded to
the steering wheel. Diesal, no snorkel. The Wugal community tractor came
down, towed them out, charged them a packet and they then had to pay to get
their 4wd onto the back of a truck and transported to Cooktown. Needless to
say when we arrived in Cooktown 4 days later (after a few days camping on
the way) they were still in the van park, car in a million pieces trying to
dry it all out. Left them there - wonder if they ever got the car running as
good as new again?
Scotty I wonder if your mate checked the "puddle" before he drowned his car?
Blue Heeler - 31 Jan 2007 22:07 GMT
> Some years ago before the new crossing was put in on the Bloomfield
> River we were sitting beside the river waitiing for the tide to drop
> as that was how you had to cross the river in those days.
I loved that crossing and it provided a very handy income stream for
the local community, in fact I sometimes wonder why they upgraded it.
Mind you, the little innocent looking creek that is 1/2 way up the hill
on the southern side of the crossing has drowned a few too. After rain
it can scour to a surprising depth. I arrived there about 10 years ago
in our Subaru wagon and after having a careful look decided to bash
through the bush 60 metres downstream and crossed where the creek was
at least three times as wide, but no where near as deep as at the
"normal" crossing.
When I got to Home Rule there wa sa family in a near new Pajero, Dad
was busy removing seats, carpets, taking off door trims etc, drying it
out after a good dunking.
He looked at my little Subaru and said something to the effect that I
was smart to come via the highway and not the Bloomfield track. When I
told him we had in fact come up the track he demanded to know how I'd
got across the creek I discussed above (never can remember the name of
the blasted thing) in "that little thing".
I replied - "brains".
> Anyway,
> these idiot blokes came along in a brand new Cruiser wagon, got out,
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> running as good as new again? Scotty I wonder if your mate checked
> the "puddle" before he drowned his car?
In the late 80s an idiot mate of mine and three of his idiot mates
hired a Suzi in Cairns and set sail for Cooktown via the coast. This
was in spite of the contract stipulating no further north than Cow Bay.
Cutting a long story short they attempted the Bloomfield crossing, got
washed off and dragged out by tractor. Then they had to pay to get the
vehicle towed back to Cairns to a workshop who tried (unsuccessfully)
for over a day to get the thing going again.
Eventually they had to front the hire company, who were waiting for
them seeing as the Daintree ferry operator had a lucrative sideline
reporting all hire vehicles using the ferry to their respective hire
companies.
End result, they had to buy the hire company a new suzi, one of them
got the one they drowned in exchange - it was never any good.
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Scotty - 01 Feb 2007 08:19 GMT
> Some years ago before the new crossing was put in on the Bloomfield River
> we were sitting beside the river waitiing for the tide to drop as that was
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> Scotty I wonder if your mate checked the "puddle" before he drowned his
> car?
He said he checked the middle but that was between ruts, silly bastard.