Rattus P. Rattus Curtis Island, Queensland, Australia
By
Y77OH on 07-Oct-15. Waypoint GC64PC5
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Logs
Wow! What an adventure! We scratched around awhile until the youngest pineapple spotted it from across the way.
Boat and rock hopping were our preferred method of access.
TFTC 5
Boat and rock hopping were our preferred method of access.
TFTC 5
Grey nomads travelling around Australia in our caravan. 2020 done and dusted, 2021 here we come
We have been farm sitting near Rockhampton, so hoping to clear out Rockhampton, Yeppoon, Gracemere, Gladstone and Mt Morgan! Now moving around again. Today, spending time between Rockhamton and Gladstone.
An unexpected and unplanned barge trip our of Gladstone bought us to within metres of this rocky shoal. So why did we not search for the cache. My excuse, the barge would not wait for us. If only.....
In reality, if Archi B1 and B2 could get there, then we probably could not, given the caches of found by them in Victoria. Another D4 or 5 we will have to leave by the way. Thanks Y770H, it was fun thinking we might just be able to jump ship.
We have been farm sitting near Rockhampton, so hoping to clear out Rockhampton, Yeppoon, Gracemere, Gladstone and Mt Morgan! Now moving around again. Today, spending time between Rockhamton and Gladstone.
An unexpected and unplanned barge trip our of Gladstone bought us to within metres of this rocky shoal. So why did we not search for the cache. My excuse, the barge would not wait for us. If only.....
In reality, if Archi B1 and B2 could get there, then we probably could not, given the caches of found by them in Victoria. Another D4 or 5 we will have to leave by the way. Thanks Y770H, it was fun thinking we might just be able to jump ship.
Found ... you little beauty ... cache in really, really good condition. No need to swim, this was a great day for kayaking on this pristine coast (cannot praise this part of the world enough). This is really what Geocaching is all about.
Eighteen months in anticipation. Now travelling to FNQ. This one was the main agenda item. Worth a few days and more.
Seaplanes, kayaks and even jumping overboard from the ferry were considered options.
Reconnaissance was an option. But finally swimming was the chosen method. These bananas swim.
"Swim?????? What about the sharks?" from the lady who had had far too much sun. Her skin matched the crocodile's skin that the bananas were more concerned with. The bananas are from the deep south where every crocodile attack is reported heavily. Sharks hadn't been considered. Regularly swam with sharks in the past. Aquatic life concerns was a distant 2nd to the massive current in these changing 5 meter tides. Some false timing could take us to Fiji. An unexpected consequence as we had neither enough food nor sunblock for this extended swim.
Anyway the swim went well, without any Mick Fanning moments. On landing, dodging barnacles, oysters and razor sharp weathered rocks was done with the balance and poise of a Ninja Warrior over the intermittant slippery surfaces. A fall here would be worse than any single shark bite.
The GPS continued to count down. Expecting an atoll of coral, the steep cliff proved the last barrier to be defeated. There had been no internet search that would reveal the true "Rat Island"
Anyway...... there it was.
Tucked away beautifully as though it had just been placed. 4 years of unloved on Queensland's oldest undiscovered first to find.
It had all been worthwhile. It is about the journey and not the numbers. Planning and execution, like a well oiled swiss watch.
Swimming away from success, several boats had anchored in the now conquered channel. Looking back, our attention was gathered with the one loud word echoing out above the ruckus.
"SHARK".
Their problem now.....
Thanks so much upside down. Something discovered in all the planning.
Seaplanes, kayaks and even jumping overboard from the ferry were considered options.
Reconnaissance was an option. But finally swimming was the chosen method. These bananas swim.
"Swim?????? What about the sharks?" from the lady who had had far too much sun. Her skin matched the crocodile's skin that the bananas were more concerned with. The bananas are from the deep south where every crocodile attack is reported heavily. Sharks hadn't been considered. Regularly swam with sharks in the past. Aquatic life concerns was a distant 2nd to the massive current in these changing 5 meter tides. Some false timing could take us to Fiji. An unexpected consequence as we had neither enough food nor sunblock for this extended swim.
Anyway the swim went well, without any Mick Fanning moments. On landing, dodging barnacles, oysters and razor sharp weathered rocks was done with the balance and poise of a Ninja Warrior over the intermittant slippery surfaces. A fall here would be worse than any single shark bite.
The GPS continued to count down. Expecting an atoll of coral, the steep cliff proved the last barrier to be defeated. There had been no internet search that would reveal the true "Rat Island"
Anyway...... there it was.
Tucked away beautifully as though it had just been placed. 4 years of unloved on Queensland's oldest undiscovered first to find.
It had all been worthwhile. It is about the journey and not the numbers. Planning and execution, like a well oiled swiss watch.
Swimming away from success, several boats had anchored in the now conquered channel. Looking back, our attention was gathered with the one loud word echoing out above the ruckus.
"SHARK".
Their problem now.....
Thanks so much upside down. Something discovered in all the planning.
