So Darren had new friends, Matt, who kindly asked us to join them for a beer when we met them; Dan, Matt's mate, whom Darren went with on the great boar hunt, and Bernie, Dan's father who has be coming up to Innaminka for years.
Bernie had with him an account of one of these visits from several years ago, which one of his mates had written. they went up to Coongie Lakes one year and it had flash flooded, so much so that they had difficulty getting to Innaminka, which was also flooded. The floods can be pretty hostile when they happen.
When they managed to get to Innaminka, someone at the pub (owner??) said that all the roads were inpasable and that they would have to stay there.
He had with him a doctor, amongst others, and they eventiually managed to convince a local man to show them out of the area. The doctor agreed to look at the man's sick daughter, and he agreed to show them out. the landowner? publican? was quite adamant about the impassable roads, but this was csting everyone a lot of money for supplies so they really wanted to get out (not to mention needing to get back for work etc). His group arranged to steal away with the local man's help. They had to sneak away in small groups surreptitiously, and managed to get away over the 'fields'.
Real cloak and dagger stuff!
Final comments on Innaminka...
On our last evening there I went with Darren for a walk up the creek. It was so beautiful. He wanted to try and catch some fish (groan), but unfortunately didn't catch anything. It was really peaceful as the sun went down, very little wind for a change, and with noone around as we followed a narrow path over sand and then loads of big boulders, then winding through trees along the shoreline...even I enjoyed it, really really peaceful - this is what it is all about!
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