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Three journeys

A sad evening in Gunbalanya

The first journey: a state funeral

I had arrived in Darwin the day before.

It is morning now. I open the curtains and look out across Darwin and its harbour. The sun shines brightly, in the morning sky there is the slightest hint that the wet season is on its way.

I do not feel this is the best morning of my life. I leave the room and go down to breakfast. Soon I am in a cab Read more …

The man who reminded me of the sea

I want to take you to the Village of Saim. Torres Strait Islander, long time skipper in Queensland waters BULLY SAYLOR has spent his life with the sea. In Saim, I said to BULLY,

“every time I see you, you remind me of the sea”.

Sitting on his bed by the sea, BULLY spends his resting time looking out across the changing colours of the ocean, recognising every pattern in the water and knowing what lies beneath. He knows Queensland’s ocean Read more …