Great story. Thanks Hugh. I'm glad I didn't pursue my adolescent interest in becoming a Patrol Officer. These positions were often advertised in the 1950s.
New Guinea obviously fascinates the adventurous. We do have a family connection with the Leahy Brothers who walked from Buna to Moresby via the Owen Stanley Ranges pre world war 2. Their story has been recorded on film and in books. Your 🐊 story is amazing. Your adventures with the White crocodile man show your courageous spirit, Hugh. The world was a different place then.
Fascinating to hear of the tribes and their ways. I remember our son who finished up in Sunshine coast got into travelling north to get branches suitable to make didges, hollowed out by ants I think and they sold didges at Eumundi market. He came across an old diary of a chap who in Queensland saw an aboriginal boy struggling in the river and saved him and became part of the tribe, his story was very interesting, wild tribes in the north with made swords for fighting,, cannibal, preferred Japanese flesh to white because of what they ate. Keep up the stories
Yes, thank goodness there are open hearted individuals such as Jeff who can straddle different worlds and try to give us an inkling of so many alternative human ways just on one long river. The various languages alone would create lots of misunderstanding.
Great story. Thanks Hugh. I'm glad I didn't pursue my adolescent interest in becoming a Patrol Officer. These positions were often advertised in the 1950s.
New Guinea obviously fascinates the adventurous. We do have a family connection with the Leahy Brothers who walked from Buna to Moresby via the Owen Stanley Ranges pre world war 2. Their story has been recorded on film and in books. Your 🐊 story is amazing. Your adventures with the White crocodile man show your courageous spirit, Hugh. The world was a different place then.
Well that is a fascinating story. Can’t wait to read part 2
Another ripping yarn! Thanks Hugh.
That gouria pigeon is like something from Dr Seuss. Notice the giraffe legs?
Fascinating to hear of the tribes and their ways. I remember our son who finished up in Sunshine coast got into travelling north to get branches suitable to make didges, hollowed out by ants I think and they sold didges at Eumundi market. He came across an old diary of a chap who in Queensland saw an aboriginal boy struggling in the river and saved him and became part of the tribe, his story was very interesting, wild tribes in the north with made swords for fighting,, cannibal, preferred Japanese flesh to white because of what they ate. Keep up the stories
Keith Murley
Yes, thank goodness there are open hearted individuals such as Jeff who can straddle different worlds and try to give us an inkling of so many alternative human ways just on one long river. The various languages alone would create lots of misunderstanding.
Another fantastic story and fascinating story Hugh ..loved it .. Cheers, Bob Noble.