I know that I do…
Sometimes I get carried away with the big travel dreams and forget that my own back yard can be special too.
We spent the last week at Lucinda, only 1.5 hours north of our hometown of Townsville in North Queensland.
Lucinda is a sleepy seaside town – an unpretentious town – one that exists to ship Aussie Sugar around the world, accommodate week-end boaties, fishing trawlers and houseboats. It could have been purpose built for us. Boating every day, fishing anchored by the 6km long jetty, crabbing up the mangrove creeks, watching the sun set over Hinchinbrook Channel and then tired and muddy coming home to our rental in Lucinda. Having dinner at the pub, walking on the beaches and shopping at the corner store – it was chill out time for us. Come and have a look.
A rare occasion for myself – Sunrise. We are heading to the end of the 6km Jetty which can be seen on the far right below.
Looking back toward land with a patch of sun on the jetty.
A selection of photos that I think show the beauty of the world’s largest bulk sugar loading facility.
It might not look like it but the wind was blowing and the anchor would not hold in the deep water. Not being set up for drifting and jigging, we watched the other two boats, (one a professional fishing charter operation) having no luck and decided to head back toward the mainland. Time to head over the Hinchinbrook Island for a look see.
The three Bulk Sugar Terminals were on the way. My camera mal-functioned at a critical time so we were well past them by the time I took this photo.
Hinchinbrook Island taken from the Hinchinbrook Channel. Years ago Hinchinbrook boasted a resort, but it was destroyed in a cyclone. The Thorsborne Trail is a well known trek on the island. We anchored within shouting distance of the island while Marty caught a bream.
Back to Dungeness Creek to check the crab pots. You can see why they are called mud crabs can’t you. Extreme caution must be used when handling mud crabs as their claws can break a finger. Marty’s job 🙂
With nippers safely tied, the crabs (legal sized males only) were placed in a wet hessian bag in a cool place. Females and undersized crabs get returned to the creek to maintain supplies for the future.
In the afternoon we headed toward the Gantry (long jetty) and achored up at our favourite fishing spot. The quiet was astounding, with the only other boat passing by being the Challenger IV – the transfer boat from the James Cook University’s Orpheus Island Research Station. You can just see Orpheus Island in the background of the photo below. If roughing it is not your style you might be interested in the Orpheus Island Resort.
Marty Untangling Lines by the light of the setting sun.
Fingermark – a beautiful eating fish.
We enjoyed the week so much we toyed with the idea of staying another week. We’ll be back Lucinda.
Have you travelled in your home state reently?