Bora Bora or Bungle Bungle?
I left Broome few days ago with a master plan to speed up my way back to Darwin and for the 1st time EVER hitchhike a plane or a helicopter. As the universe tends to cooperate with my silly ideas, surprisingly quite often, I crossed path with a company that owns lots of helicopters – Helispirit. It didn’t take much for their flying spirit to match my hitchhiking spirit and write a little history together.
Even though my initial plan to hitchhike my way to Darwin by helicopter has failed, pilot Luke decided to take me to the Bungle Bungle Range in Purnululu National Park. How do you say no to a good looking pilot who offers to show you Bungle Bungle from the air for free? Well, you don’t. Being an experienced hitchhiker on "a very serious" mission to hitchhike to French Polynesia, I pushed my luck even further and tried to persuade him to take me to Bora Bora instead. ……because Bungle Bungle kind of sounds like Bora Bora and his boss would surely approve, right?
Riiiiiiiight. Nice one, Ana.
Well, it was worth giving a try and at least I won’t die with a regret for not asked pilot Luke to take me to Bora Bora.
Even though my plan to get faster to Darwin (or Bora Bora :))) has miserably failed, I still got my free ride to Bungle Bungle…(and that kind of sounds like Bora Bora). NOT.
Check out few pics from this awesome ride and a beautiful Purnululu National Park from the air.
As if hitchhiking a helicopter was already not enough, something even more amazing happened that day…
For the 1st time in my last 10 months in Australia, I hitchhiked Indigenous Australians a.k.a. Aboriginals. Most of you might think, well…what’s the big deal?! While in fact it was a HUGE deal for me.
Never before have I been in a country where the imaginary fence between the natives and me has been so high and I couldn't find a way to lower it to meet each other’s eyes. I was completely invisible to them while hitchhiking and they were a total mystery to me.
Yes, I read few books to try to understand them better and listened numerous sad stories, but our only human connection always started with “Sister, do you have 2 dollars?” from their side and my occasional enthusiastic street greeting that would mostly end with their complete ignorance of my being.
It didn’t help much that I was warned by almost every Australian driver to never ever accept the ride from the Aboriginals due to their alcohol and drug problems and abusive/aggressive behavior. I’ve always tried to calm them down by saying not to worry about me being picked up by the natives, because they've NEVER EVER stopped to pick me up.
Until that day…
That ugly, imaginary fence between us was finally squashed and I felt very grateful and privileged to sneak a peek into their lives and thoughts.
3 rides and 3 stories in the photo captions.
Somewhere in between my great helicopter ride and the rides with my new native friends, THIS happened……?!
Days like this, I hope they last an eternity...
P.S. Big THANK YOU and thumbs up to amazing HeliSpirit team for making my wish come true. Anyone interested in Kimberley helicopter flights make sure to visit www.helispirit.com.au and spread some love on their Facebook page https://www.facebook.com/Helispirit