Bora Bora or Bungle Bungle?

 

 

 

 

 

 

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.

 

A friendly bull Bruce is part of charming HeliSpirit team in Warmun.
A friendly bull Bruce is part of charming HeliSpirit team in Warmun.

 

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.

 

Failed negotiations.
Failed negotiations.

 

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.

 

1st time hitchhiking a helicopter.
1st time hitchhiking a helicopter. Wooohooooo!!!

 

Check out few pics from this awesome ride and a beautiful Purnululu National Park from the air.

 

On the way to the Osmand Range.
On the way to the Osmand Range.

 

Bungle Bungle

 

Bungle Bungle

 

Bungle Bungle

 

That's us!
That's us!

 

Bungle Bungle

 

The Bungle Bungle Range.
The Bungle Bungle Range.

 

Bungle Bungle

 

Bungle Bungle

 

Bungle Bungle

 

Two baby twisters in a distance.
Formation of two baby twisters in a distance.

 

Bungle Bungle

 

Bungle Bungle

 

Bungle Bungle

 

Bungle Bungle

 

 

HeliSpirit

 

HeliSpirit air selfie!
HeliSpirit air selfie!

 

 

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.

 

Patricia and Greg who gave me the contact of their cousin Margo in case I get stuck in Warmun. <3
Patricia and Greg who gave me the contact of their cousin Margo in case I get stuck in Warmun. <3

 

Hitchhiking Aboriginal family.
When this family dropped me off in front of the hostel in Kununurra, their father (who took this photo) offered me 20 dollars as a help. As always, I rejected the money and gave him a big bear hug for being so thoughtful. When I entered the hostel, all of the staff members were off for the night, so the guests, after seeing my encounter with the natives, decided to smuggle me into their room for free. They couldn't believe I accepted the ride and they said that made them very happy. My day couldn’t possibly end any better. <3

 

Two Aboriginal sisters who took me 500 km to Katherine.
Two Aboriginal sisters who took me 500 km to Katherine and wanted to share their fries, water and beer with me...as well as numerous stories, but that kind of goes without saying. :))

 

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