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Reading a post on another forum reminded me of a couple of incidents during my time working with the Main Roads Dept. in the East Kimberley area

The first was at Parry Creek Lagoons Wildlife  Refuge area, on the way to Wyndham. I had to view an old gravel pit for possible future work  and had to cross the Refuge. On the way is a small hill and, in a corner was a small camp that had 4 large bird cages full of rare finches, possibly about 100 birds, mainly star finches and blood finches with some zebra finches...I pulled up in the WA Govt. car and let the birds go. No-one was about and I doubt if anyone would have done anything in a wildlife refuge had they seen me freeing the birds...

The second was similar, going to a gravel pit on the Gibb River Road, towards El Questro station. I knew of a number of overhanging rock shelters in that area, so decided to have a look at them for the Aboriginal paintings. Now, the WA Govt. car was very useful...I pulled up about 20 metres away and saw 2 men digging for native implements. As soon as they saw the WA registration plates AND the big radio antenna, they packed up and got out fast...When they left, I had a squiz at their 'work'. They had dug a hole about 1 metre wide, 2 metres long and 30 cm deep with lots of sieved material...

Cheers, Bobj.

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On 04/10/2017 at 05:55, Bobj said:

 

The second was similar, going to a gravel pit on the Gibb River Road, towards El Questro station. I knew of a number of overhanging rock shelters in that area, so decided to have a look at them for the Aboriginal paintings. Now, the WA Govt. car was very useful...I pulled up about 20 metres away and saw 2 men digging for native implements. As soon as they saw the WA registration plates AND the big radio antenna, they packed up and got out fast...When they left, I had a squiz at their 'work'. They had dug a hole about 1 metre wide, 2 metres long and 30 cm deep with lots of sieved material...

Cheers, Bobj.

Was there anything exciting in the hole.


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1 hour ago, The Pom Queen said:

Was there anything exciting in the hole.

I presume they had taken a few spear heads. There were some stone chippings scattered around the site.

Cheers, Bobj.

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A bloke just drove by on a tractor and the old cogs of my mind started meshing...In 1964, I got my driver's licence at Broome, Western Australia. I was at the Main Roads  camp at the 29 mile peg, on the Broome-Derby section of the Great Northern Highway; the boss told me to get on the tractor and start vibe rolling a section of the new deviation we were working on. Told him I couldn't drive, which didn't please him. After a couple of days learning, the foreman told my boss that he, the foreman, had arranged a driver's test for me. I got on the tractor, a Chamberlain Super 70, with big, balloon tyres and drove it to the Broome boundary, I was transferred to the boss's ute and a bloke took the tractor to the cop shop where I transferred back to the tractor.

"Right, young fella, back down the driveway," the police officer said. I did so and the officer motioned for me to go forward and do a right hand turn, I did, then he came up to me and asked me what were ALL the one way streets in Perth...Errr..."Rightoh, you've passed! Now, what plant will you be working on?" My boss replied that I would be on tractors, graders, 'dozers, rubber tyred rollers and utes. So I got an "A and J'' licence...to cover all road plant, except scrapers. And...No cost...

Don't think too many people can claim so  much on a licence from backing down a laneway on a balloon tyred tractor...

Cheers, Bobj.

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In 'Aussie Chat', there is a thread, 'Two Weeks In'. Not wanting to alter this excellent thread, I thought about my first two weeks in Australia; I got a job on my second day in this magnificent land, in Dalgety's woolshed in Altona. I was a woolclasser by trade and didn't have the Australian certification to be a 'classer, so I was put 'on the floor' getting bales of wool ready for the big wool sale. The boss was apologetic that I was put in at the bottom, but made amends and promoted me to the chief chappy in charge of the new fangled wool presses, 2 of 'em and in my third week, had a pay rise. Alas, I was not to stay there as my mate drove over from Perth and drove me back to stay with him and his family.

Cheers, Bobj.

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