We crossed the border!
But not after researching a Beebe family tree back to the 1500’s!
After leaving Mataranka we headed south for Tennant Creek, Dan was to check out some fossicking sights and then head to QLD, leaving Alice Springs for later on in our trip.
We dropped in to Daly Waters for lunch, one of those “iconic outback pubs” basically a tourist attraction in the middle of nowhere, where everyone leaves a piece of themselves, some a business card, a car number plate, a hat and so on… I actually thought it would be more like a cartoon pub, two storey, grand and a little wonky!
Instead it was a little more modest..
Anyway, as usual Daniel went and checked out a plaque on our 100m walk over to the pub!
Lo and behold, a park, officially opened by a Beebe!
Haha, all these Beebe’s but where do they fit in the family tree and are we even related? So we asked at the Pub, turns out the owner knew of the Beebe brothers who ran Ucharonidge Station, we took some notes and used the intermittent phone reception to try google the rest. We found out a Beebe family took up the lease of this station in 1946 and that they were pioneers in introducing Brahman cattle to the Northern Territory back in 1960. The Pub owner advised he’d recently seen a Country Women’s Association article in the newspaper with one of the Beebe wives, and that she would probably be able to give us some more info.
The previous statue we found in Katherine (with the plaque JW Beebe) is engraved with the name of Roy’s brother Mick (James William Beebe).
So very unconventionally we looked up Beebe in the white pages and found a phone number. I spoke to a lovely lady, who ironically (weirdly) is also married to a Daniel William Beebe, only a few years younger than my Dan. I explained who we were, that we’d seen all these statues and plaques and was wondering if they had any family history so we might be able to see if there was a connection. She was super helpful and we are still in touch. Although when I told Dan about his possible relative with the exact same name… he felt very jipped. He has come to the conclusion that he is not unique. Poor guy. No longer one of a kind. I reassured him that he is 😉
I then spent the rest of the evening trying to research as much as I could to see how and if our family tree’s linked up. Thanks to ancestry.com and other peoples research, I have traced back their family tree to 1535 in the UK, this is apparently where the Beebe name began, then in the 1600’s one of the descendants travelled to the United States and this is where this Beebe family originate from. We are likely related to them, but back at the beginning. I will have to work on Dan’s side of the family tree to officially connect the two. If anyone reading this has any leads, please let me know.
Banka Banka Station:
After lunch at Daly Waters we headed South for Banka Banka Station to camp the night. A very family friendly place to pull up and camp, with a bonfire and music, with marshmallows for the kids. No reception here, just good old fashioned chatting with your neighbours and animals for the kids to pet.
This is our only photo (worthy of uploading) from Tennant Creek, taken when we visited the Tennant Creek Telegraph Station, a historical site built in 1872. It was a repeater station, part of the Overland Telegraph Line which connected Darwin to Adelaide. A couple we had seen at a previous caravan park offered to take a family photo for us.
We only spent one night here after Dan went metal detecting for the day out near the old gold mine, finding an old tobacco tin, fencing wire and a nail, we decided to move on.
Rest Area on the road to Mt Isa:
Leaving Tennant Creek for Mt Isa required a 2 day drive. So we drove as far as we could then found the next rest area. There are hundreds of these around Australia and are great if you are set up to be self contained. We met a lovely couple who set up camp next to us, lit a fire and cooked their dinner, while we shared in the ambience of a remote setting under the stars chatting away. These are some of our favourite stops and memories.
Whenever we have had a big day driving we try to let Esther roam free to stretch her legs, she loves it, we have now invested in some leggings to protect her legs from all the scratches that come from outback crawling.
The next morning we crossed the border into Queensland!