Fonster departed Raft point around 06:00 heading for
Montgomery reef then onto Kingfisher Island while we slept in and I had an
early morning fish on the low tide.
I only caught some small trevally which I threw back. We
waited for the tide to turn so we could go with the current the ten miles east
to Red Cone Creek.
We arrived at Red Cone Creek around 15:30 and right away I
went trolling up a couple of the creeks near the top of the tide and this place
looks really creepy and I was on edge the whole time looking out for
croc's. I checked out Sapphire Falls and
it was dry, so I didn’t bother climbing up to look for water holes.
Two charter boats arrived while I was out fishing and they
launched a heap of tenders which all headed off towards Ruby falls.
I went back to Sirocco and re-fuelled the dinghy before
heading off again to look for ruby falls. It was a long way up a mangrove crock
infested creek where finally the mangroves give way to a nice rock canyon where
a small waterfall was flowing.
On the way in there was a three-meter croc watching me on
the surface and as I headed over towards him, by the time I got my camera out
and turned on he had submerged. Must have been camera shy, I guess?
I tied the dinghy to the rock wall and climbed up to the
first water hole. It was nice and clear but there was no way I was swimming in
there as a salty could easily climb up in there during spring tides.
The waterfall was flowing quite hard and up above it there
was another smaller waterfall and beyond the smaller waterfall was a series of
beautiful crystal-clear ponds with water lilies.
I walked back to the large pond and had a lovely swim washing
my cloths at the same time. The water was beautiful, and I could have stayed
there all day.
After a nice long swim, I wandered back to the dinghy taking
lots of photos and by now the tide had turned and it would also be getting
close to sunset by the time I got back to Sirocco, so I had better start making
tracks.
The croc was nowhere to be seen when I got back to the
dinghy and I was sure he was waiting for me underneath it, so I jumped in and
got the hell away from there.
I couldn’t resist casting a few lures before I departed and
bugger me my lure snapped off, so I had to go and retrieve it, then sit there
threading the line and tying it back on, all of which seemed to take hours and
in slow motion when all I could think of was that dam crocodile biting the
side of my inflatable dinghy.
Finally, I got the job done and off I went. No barra for
dinner once again, but I had a fantastic time. It was a fast twenty-minute
dinghy ride back to Sirocco, and I decided to head off back to Raft point for
the night and to get an early start off up the coast tomorrow.
Its unwise to travel at night in uncharted waters in the
Kimberly, but I followed my track in and used Radar to get back to where I was
anchored the past two nights previous and I dropped the anchor back in the same
hole.
My only concern was hitting a drifting log, but it was only
eleven miles back and all went well.
Dave from Fonster gave me a call on the way back and we chatted for a while before losing communications. They were anchored up at Kingfisher Island.
Dave from Fonster gave me a call on the way back and we chatted for a while before losing communications. They were anchored up at Kingfisher Island.
Once back at Raft point, we had dinner and an early night. The
midgies were really bad once again, so we locked ourselves inside with the fan
going once again.
Track Sirocco’s
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