At Keppel Sands
Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 2:21 pm
Bob asked me to knock out something that he might be able to use in relation to the council considering closing the Caravan Park where Wayne and I stayed for a week last year. It is a lovely spot and not at all commercial. Very relaxing, and the meals at the pub are good too. We got crabs every day in the pots we had borrowed. Hard work trudging in the mud at low tide. One time there were three big mud crags in one pot.
At Keppel Sands
Zondrae King (Corrimal) 03/12
I travelled up to Queensland I was headed for Yeppoon
worked the festival – then on the road again quite soon.
Asked a friendly vendor where a bonza spot would be
to fish and rest a while and this is what he said to me.
“Now I would highly recommend the park at Keppel Sands
and for a weary traveller it is where the rainbow ends.
I hear a lot of caravans call in there overnight.
The caretakers are friendly and you’re sure to get a site.”
As this bloke was a local, I thought ‘who’d know more then he’?
and as I’m not tied to the clock, I’d take a good look see.
I found the ‘boss’s Misses’ and we had a lovely chat.
She showed me round, I found a site and paid for, one night flat.
I set up camp and went to take a look at the surrounds.
It’s always fun to try absorbing local sights and sounds.
Before I even left the park a cloud came overhead.
No, not a rain cloud in the sky, Black Cockatoos instead.
I strolled along the track that led me back ‘round the beach
and found other amenities were all in easy reach.
When I got back I met some other tenants of the park
and organised to gather round the ‘camp fire’ after dark.
The wind came up, to cement slab, I moved my little camp
to the lee of buildings, come rain I wasn’t quite so damp.
A local I had met gave me the use of his crab pot
and so I booked another night quite happy with my lot.
The next day there was crab for lunch, to everyone’s surprise
and when I saw how big - well I could scarce believe my eyes.
so one night had turned into two and then into a week.
I’d found ‘God’s window’ and I was allowed to have a peek.
But all good things must end and so I had to leave at last
I promised I’d return - but now I hear the die is cast.
The council are considering, the park may have to go.
The way I think, those councillors just can’t be ‘in the know.’
This lovely little village that is know as Keppel Sands
survives because of travellers who come from many lands.
It’s just a little slice of heaven tucked neatly away.
So fix the bogg and let Caravanners have their day.
At Keppel Sands
Zondrae King (Corrimal) 03/12
I travelled up to Queensland I was headed for Yeppoon
worked the festival – then on the road again quite soon.
Asked a friendly vendor where a bonza spot would be
to fish and rest a while and this is what he said to me.
“Now I would highly recommend the park at Keppel Sands
and for a weary traveller it is where the rainbow ends.
I hear a lot of caravans call in there overnight.
The caretakers are friendly and you’re sure to get a site.”
As this bloke was a local, I thought ‘who’d know more then he’?
and as I’m not tied to the clock, I’d take a good look see.
I found the ‘boss’s Misses’ and we had a lovely chat.
She showed me round, I found a site and paid for, one night flat.
I set up camp and went to take a look at the surrounds.
It’s always fun to try absorbing local sights and sounds.
Before I even left the park a cloud came overhead.
No, not a rain cloud in the sky, Black Cockatoos instead.
I strolled along the track that led me back ‘round the beach
and found other amenities were all in easy reach.
When I got back I met some other tenants of the park
and organised to gather round the ‘camp fire’ after dark.
The wind came up, to cement slab, I moved my little camp
to the lee of buildings, come rain I wasn’t quite so damp.
A local I had met gave me the use of his crab pot
and so I booked another night quite happy with my lot.
The next day there was crab for lunch, to everyone’s surprise
and when I saw how big - well I could scarce believe my eyes.
so one night had turned into two and then into a week.
I’d found ‘God’s window’ and I was allowed to have a peek.
But all good things must end and so I had to leave at last
I promised I’d return - but now I hear the die is cast.
The council are considering, the park may have to go.
The way I think, those councillors just can’t be ‘in the know.’
This lovely little village that is know as Keppel Sands
survives because of travellers who come from many lands.
It’s just a little slice of heaven tucked neatly away.
So fix the bogg and let Caravanners have their day.