Vansittart Bay: Kimberley day 4 - rockart, shells, wildflowers, WWII DC3 wreck and a freshwater swim
23 June 2026
| Hatpin |
We awoke in Vansittart Bay, and after a continental breakfast the morning excursions commenced. I chose to visit the rock art on Jar Island.
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| Fabulous rocks on the approach to the beach |
As we approached the beach to commence our walk to the art, there were some fabulous rocks with an occupied osprey nest on top.
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| With an inhabited osprey nest on top (Jasmine's photo, mine was blurred) |
It was a very special experience: actually seeing some very little visited rock art and the landscape through which we walked was also interesting with its boulders and mangrove swamps. It was a low tide visit because it would have been much more difficult at high tide.
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| Rock art |
The fishing trip, chosen by some, had not been successful.
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| Lovely view on the return walk to the beach |
Our patient from yesterday. Madeline was looking considerably better this morning.
Back at the boat. We relocated and once again boarded the tenders, this time to visit a World War II plane which hadn't actually crashed but had done an emergency landing when it ran out of fuel. To access that, we walked across the sand dunes across the salt pan and through a bit of bush. I was more interested in the flowers than the plane. However, the story Jasmine told us about the plane was interesting - of course in the early 1940's you would take off in a plane without a navigator!!
| One slightly damaged DC10 |
| One slightly damaged DC10 |
The beach on which we landed offered many interesting shells but as we are 'on country' removing shells is frowned upon and it was suggested we restrict ourselves to just one or two. I would have liked to spend some time searching and photographing to potentially identify later as I suspect there are many here that have not been formally identified.
We also saw some gorgeous wild flowers as we walked through the bush including some sundews with lovely blue flowers and some fringed lilies, which are really pretty.
Back on the boat and it was time for lunch and the chef had made a special version of laska for me - which had an inordinately large quantity of chicken - far more than I could eat.
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| Waiting to get back on the boat |
After lunch the boat moved once again and around about 2:00 we were again getting into the tenders. This time heading for a couple of little freshwater rock pools where we were able to have a dip.
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| Freshwater pools |
The further pool which I opted to go to had a lovely little cascade into it which provided a very nice massage. The delights of a freshwater dip include the feeling of one's skin afterwards - positively silky!
Yesterday's patient, Madeline had come with us to the first pool which was a very short distance from where the boats landed but decided not to risk slippery rocks but she did come in the tender and get out of the tender onto rocks and do the little walk to sit in the shade and watch the others swim.
After a shower and change of clothes, I proceeded up to the top rear deck and in conversation with Desilee, we discovered a common interest in textiles and dressmaking. Much to the disgust of her husband who accused me of being a bad influence on her.
In due course I went downstairs and procured some soda water with a slice of lime to which I added a dash of the Bright Night gin I had put into my suitcase.
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| Watching the sunset - the sun caught the tops of the waves |
Taking this back up I proceeded to find a good spot to watch the sunset. As the sun sank towards the horizon, the red of the sunset caught the tops of the waves in a rather beautiful manner. The colours were lovely and continually changing as the sun went down and I did see the green flash as it dipped below the horizon.
I sat for some time after, with Gary who had joined me just before sunset, The rays of the hidden sun projected up to the atmosphere and darkness crept across the sky. Venus and then Jupiter made their appearance.
As the stars started to come out, it was time to go below and be ready for dinner.
The very loud Peter, AKA Wally, was even louder, probably due to the influence of a continual intake of cans of beer, which had commenced when we returned from swimming around about 3:30.
After Jasmine's briefing for the next day, most people retired for the night and the dining room was pretty well empty by 8:00 p.m.
And given that the first fishing party tomorrow is 5:45, that is fairly understandable.











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