We arrived at Crocodile Creek at the same time as 2 other yachts, there was much discussion as to whether 4 yachts (WII 43ft, Head Office 38ft mono’s and Sail Away Too 36ft, Baiha 40ft Cats) could anchor in the puddle at the same time and in true cruising spirit we tried and all fitted – rafted up to one another - with room to spare for the visiting RIB’s of tourists off the cruise ships.
Crocodile Creek at low tide is like being in a big hole – a sand/mud/rock bar blocks the entrance and there are cliffs on other sides. The water level is at the bottom of the ladder, and the water flows down in a small waterfall. When you climb the ladder there is an area with plaques which all the visiting boats leave. We engraved some driftwood and added that to the collection. There is a pool which is fed by a freshwater waterfall that cascades down from the next level. At high tide the sea water also reached this level, so we didn’t swim here. We walked up the rocks next to the waterfall, and there is another pool – this time pure fresh water and beautiful to swim in. The tidal difference while we were there was 9 ½ metres – check out the photos of the ladder at high and low tide.
One of the yachts rigged up a collection of hoses and ran them down from the top pool, so we had fresh water on the boats to fill up water tanks, wash the boats, and do all the washing.
After a couple of days, we left Crocodile Creek on the high tide, and headed for Dog Leg Creek. There we filled up with diesel ($2:50 p/l), and filled our petrol ($3:40p/l) jerry cans from the fuel barge, and then headed for Silvergull Creek, where there were about 6 other boats at anchor.
Phil and Marion reside at Silvergull, and make and sell jewellery. So of course we purchased a couple of items, and also became members of the Squatters Arms Boat Club. There is an old BHP water tank there which is fed by a fresh spring and the water temperature a balmy 32 degrees and runs all year round at 250 litres per second, after a lazy swim in the tank we headed back to WII for a early night and a early start the next morning so the tide is with us as we pass Koolan Island heading for Dugong bay.
“It is good to have an end to journey towards; but it is the journey that matters in the end.”
Crocodile Creek at low tide is like being in a big hole – a sand/mud/rock bar blocks the entrance and there are cliffs on other sides. The water level is at the bottom of the ladder, and the water flows down in a small waterfall. When you climb the ladder there is an area with plaques which all the visiting boats leave. We engraved some driftwood and added that to the collection. There is a pool which is fed by a freshwater waterfall that cascades down from the next level. At high tide the sea water also reached this level, so we didn’t swim here. We walked up the rocks next to the waterfall, and there is another pool – this time pure fresh water and beautiful to swim in. The tidal difference while we were there was 9 ½ metres – check out the photos of the ladder at high and low tide.
One of the yachts rigged up a collection of hoses and ran them down from the top pool, so we had fresh water on the boats to fill up water tanks, wash the boats, and do all the washing.
After a couple of days, we left Crocodile Creek on the high tide, and headed for Dog Leg Creek. There we filled up with diesel ($2:50 p/l), and filled our petrol ($3:40p/l) jerry cans from the fuel barge, and then headed for Silvergull Creek, where there were about 6 other boats at anchor.
Phil and Marion reside at Silvergull, and make and sell jewellery. So of course we purchased a couple of items, and also became members of the Squatters Arms Boat Club. There is an old BHP water tank there which is fed by a fresh spring and the water temperature a balmy 32 degrees and runs all year round at 250 litres per second, after a lazy swim in the tank we headed back to WII for a early night and a early start the next morning so the tide is with us as we pass Koolan Island heading for Dugong bay.
“It is good to have an end to journey towards; but it is the journey that matters in the end.”
