Our Last day in Cooktown, soaking up the history.
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Our last day in Cooktown.
Today is our last day in Cooktown and we decide to really look into the historic aspects of the town.
So straight after breakfast out in the nice covered, but still outdoor area, we headed off to the old Cooktown Cemetery, where we had been told there was a shrine to the Chinese goldminers who died while mining in the Palmer River gold rush and others who were just killed off by aboriginal people during the walk to the Palmer River; apparently hundreds of them, as they intrigued the natives with their long pigtails and almond eyes.
After a pleasant walk through the bush we came to the Chinese Shrine, I had brought a red flower to put on the shrine, you can see it on the iron fence around the shrine.
Next we went to the Big Captain James Cook Museum in a wonderful old building that was originally built in 1899 as a Nunnery and Catholic Children’s School. Apparently the Nuns were all evacuated during the war to Herbberton to safety as the Japanese were considered to be coming. We had no idea where Hebberton was, but we were to find out some days later.
The Museum was so interesting it houses Captain Cook’s huge, heavy, anchor and his canon both which he threw overboard when he go stuck on the sand shoals and rocks near Cooktown, these were retrieved and restored a few years ago.
We set out on a small Pub-crawl of the two big Pubs, the RSL and the Bowling Club, not like us at all, but we enjoyed stopping off at them all.
We just had to try Barramundi the quality fish from the area, we had seen all those Abroriginal people catching small ones along the banks of the river, so we ended up at a Fish and Chip Shop the only place with Barra on the menu that night, enjoying some wonderful battered Barra back at the Inn on the communal tables.
What a great end to our stay in Cooktown.
Next morning we checked out and drove back towards Port Douglas, when we came to the Palmer River Bridge, where the gold rush had been all those years ago, we got out and had a wander around soaking in yet more history and enjoying the scenery, the river is quite a rocky rushing stream, but there was no gold lying around.
We stopped off at all the Road Houses along the highway to look at the photos of olden times, all of them interesting and informative.
Arrived in Mossman to refuel and decided we might overnight here, but the places we asked were all full so we ended up driving on to Port Douglas to the Pandanus Caravan Park again.