The Sunday Times - UK (2022-05-29)

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Cruise Luxury special


The King George Falls in full flow; historians put
the Bradshaw cave drawings at more than
30,000 years old; impromptu swimming is
discouraged, but there will be a chance for a dip

100 miles

Montgomery
Reef

KIMBERLEY


Broome


Talb ot
Bay

1


Wyndham


of the world means it is going
to take you a long time to get
here, of course, but it is at least
straightforward from the UK
now, with the restart of the
non-stop Qantas route to
Perth, a two-and-a-half hour
domestic flight from Broome.
I’m on the seven-day
Kimberley Snapshot tour from
Broome to Wyndham. It ticks
off the Kimberley’s big hitters,
including King George Falls,
described by Craig Howson,
the owner of True North, as

quality food and cocktails
every night in one of the
planet’s last true wildernesses.
In seven days we encounter,
at comfortable-ish distance,
more crocodiles, crystals and
ancient rock art than evidence
of modern man.
Where else can you stand
on a beach that has not been
visited by humans for — quite
possibly — thousands of years,
after a breakfast of eggs
benedict, eaten while
watching the sunrise over
cliffs of red sandstone that
are 1.8 billion years old?
The Kimberley, in the far
northwest of Australia, is
bigger than Germany but has
a (human) population of just

36,000, nearly half of whom
are Aboriginal people. Only a
fraction of that number live
beyond the capital, Broome,
where the azure ocean meets
the rusty outback landscape.
Among the boats that sail to
the Kimberley, True North is
a rarity in that it’s nimble
enough to navigate the inlets
and rivers dictated by the
seasons; the deep gorges,
canyons, reefs and the epic
Kimberley tides. At 11 metres
they are Australia’s largest,
creating phenomena such as
the Horizontal Falls in Talbot
Bay. This turns out to be fun
for a spot of whitewater riding
in one of True North’s six croc-
proof tenders.

T


humbing through
the leather-bound
welcome briefing
in my cabin, it
becomes apparent
that seasickness
on True North is the least of
my concerns.
“Please do not feed the
wildlife” is the fifth bullet
point on the safety page about
saltwater crocodiles. “We do
not want them associating
humans with food.” This
comes after instructions to
“please immediately” move
away from the water’s edge as
soon as you disembark a
tender during the daily shore
excursions. No impromptu
swimming, either, which is
tough, as this remotest bit of
Australia has some of its
loveliest, emptiest beaches.
True North, my home for
the week, with 18 cabins, 22
crew and a no-shoes policy, is
more like a megayacht than a
cruise ship, complete with a
chopper on the top deck.
It offers a truly magical
combination: at least the
illusion of shelter from
nature’s cruellest conditions
and critters, with restaurant-

“Australia’s Niagara”.
Although when I’m there in
dry season, it’s little more than
a trickle. Still, the rocks are
spectacular, as is the sheer
scale of the Hunter River and
the Prince Regent River.
Day one and we enjoy a
safe saltwater swim, our first
and last, during an 8.30am
stop at Silica Beach. The
clue’s in the name; the sand
is blinding, and squeaks
between your toes.
I manage a dip most other
days, though, in billabongs
we hike to, after zipping on
the tenders through narrow,
milky green creeks lined with
mangroves. True North offers
activities on each day of your
cruise and you can pick and
choose how energetic you
want to be.
One of the most special
hikes is rated ten out of ten
in difficulty. It’s more of an
intensely sweaty bouldering
exercise, I discover, which
leads to a hidden pool dotted
with butterflies. Here we
throw off our shorts and jump
off the rocks to cool off under
Jackson Falls.
The actual Jackson,
Howson’s son, and also a
member of the crew, is on the
walk. The Kimberley may have
been explored and named by
Europeans such as Admiral
Phillip Parker King in the early
19th century, but the maps
weren’t up to much, and
Howson charted a lot of the
area himself, by trial and
error. He discovered this
waterfall in 1994, off the
Hunter River, and named it
after his son.
On the hike back we stop
to search for gems among
the boulders, scrabbling
among rocks and shells.
This is mining country. The
Kimberley has diamonds, iron
ore, zinc, nickel, lead, oil, and

The vessel’s luxury
is not the gold taps kind,
but laid-back Aussie
hospitality. The young,
tanned crew don’t bat an
eyelid when preparing an
elaborate lunchtime barbecue
for 35 guests, chairs folded out
for us under an awning, freshly
caught fish expertly gutted,
tinnies ready-cooled. They’re
not even fazed when the
barbecue is cooked on the
edge of a waterfall-filled
freshwater pool, accessible
only by helicopter. We — and
the food — are flown in over
rivers and canyons, so we can
have a cooling dip in the
middle of absolutely nowhere.
The remoteness of this part

AEROTURE/TOURISM WESTERN AUSTRALIA; NPL/ ALAMY; NICK RAINS/GETTY IMAGES

NORTHERN


SOUL


Swimming in billabongs


and hunting for ancient


rock art are two of the joys


of a cruise along Australia’s


remote Kimberley coast.


Just steer clear of the


crocs, says Laura Whateley


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