Number plates grow on trees.

At Bramwell Junction Roadhouse, I found out where number plates come from. They grow on trees. Here I am next to the number plate tree, and you can see there is a good crop this year.

Our last night in the tent was at Archer River with cows in the same paddock as us! We have had horses, kangaroos and now cows sharing our camp site.

At last I am back in the caravan and do not have to share my bed with wild animals.

PS, the number plates don't really grow on trees, those in the picture have been found on the road after being shaken off the cars by the corrugations. If you come up here, make sure your nuts and bolts are tight.

Tip Top Toller

Swimming on top of Australia

I am as far north as it is possible to go, on the Tip of Cape York at the Top of Australia, and the only Toller in sight.

Right next to the sign that said we were at the Tip was a rock pool that was free from crocodiles so I had a swim, chased fish and cooled down after the long walk across the beach.

The walk back to the car tired me out and I slept most of the way back to camp, except for the times the shaking of the car on the corrugated roads woke me up.

Tiffany of the Outback

For three days now I have been traveling on dirt roads, sleeping in a tent and going as far north as a Toller can go. I am nearly at the most northern point on the Australian mainland. Tommorrow will be the day we get there.

KnK took me through some creeks, but the Jardine River near the top of the Cape York Peninsula is too deep so we took the Ferry. I posed for a picture to prove I was there. We are camped on a beach but I am not allowed off lead on the beach because of the crocodiles, however I did find some Sea Glass for Auntie Wendy.

The Toller on Cape York

We stopped at a lookout on the way to Cooktown, and I posed for the picture of me on the start of the Cape York Peninsular.

All the rain that happened earlier did not reach here so we just might be going further into the Cape, going where no Toller has gone before, well at least not this Toller.

Lots of dogs at the Cooktown Caravan Park, and we are right in the bush too, so we have birds in the trees and those Bush Turkeys trotting around on the ground.

Agility Night

We went back to the dog club for their Thursday night training session last night at the Cairns dog club. Look at that picture of me going through the Weaving poles, I am going that fast I am just a blur among the poles. There were lots of people and dogs at the club and they all made me feel very welcome. They are having trials next week, but I probably wont be here then, so I have to wish them all the best for next week end.

Congratulations to Ricky on his graduation through the ranks of obedience. Ricky the Cavalier is another dog-blogger who also trains in Agility back home.

Why I have to go back to school.

Here is why I have to go back to school. Keith said "heel", so I went to the heel position. Just because I did a loop round his legs first is no reason to get upset. He could have easily got out of the lead round his legs. I can not see any reason for all the fuss!

Back at school

I had a run on a deserted beach between Cairns and Port Douglas. I had to stay out of the water because of the Stingers, Crocodiles and strong currents but it was good to have a leg stretch on the beach, even if I did have to stay on the long lead.
On Tuesday I went to the Cairns dog club training night and had a run on their agility equipment. I did not get to do sequences, just one piece at a time, but I had forgotten a lot of my training so maybe it was just as well.
There were lots of dogs to talk to, including another Toller, Fernando. I will be going back on Thursday night for more work.