Days 134 & 135: Mount Willoughby Station

Day 134: 7.30am

After leaving the homestead yesterday, we stop in at Mount Willoughby Station. Once again the people we meet are good and friendly. We sit around a table and talk, we hear how the children were taken to the missions, and again hear of similar treatment, sorrow, the lifes work to comeback to the place of birth, the journey of a life to reconnect to country. Then to here that how their Lore is coming back here on country. The fulfillment of a Cultural man’s life and struggling, working hard to bring his family and his Culture back together as one again on his country. It never left his heart, he now lives it. The British Empire is not here but its laws it left behind in 1901, 1905, do not belong in our modern times, the governments of today model itself on and around a old and out dated system, they have done very little or nothing about to fix it. Culture and Cultural people have and still live on country today, there connection to their history of thousands and thousands of years lives today as strong as it was when the British come to this continent. With the British came death and destruction to these people. Today with what is going on in the middle East, with the death and destruction going on there, Australia should start getting it right here at home. All the people on this Continent are my people, think about who do you think are your people? Most people who come here have come to live a better life or have fled persecution in another country. Do you belong in the last century or do you wish to live in peace this century. This century we have to get it right here at home and stop persecuting the First Nations People on there land in there Country.

Perhaps we should ask the Australian Government for help, after all they are helping in the Middle East. To activity peace in our lifetime we have to start here in out own backyard. If you don’t think so, you are on the wrong Continent or in the wrong Century. Or you can go for government and drink a toast in order, to God, Queen and Country. We need to start getting it right at home no matter were we live.

I am standing on the ground here at this moment. I ask you to go outside and stand on the ground where you are, I ask you are we standing on the same planet we call earth our home. Welcome to my home. – Noonie


Day 134: 8am

It amazing walking at night. When I was walking at night just about 50meter from the team by my self walking a head. There was two white owl fly up to me and hover around me and i was like aye never send this before, They was just hovering there looking at me and then they fly away.

That when i realize the spirit was just making sure I alright and letting me know we watching over you. I never seen that before seeing two white owl hovering there looking at me. Walking at night in the middle of no where out in the bush doing 50km walking in birch black darkness with the star are out and the moon shining it amazing making understand more how my old people and ancient walk around all night because it a hole new different world walking at night.


Day 134: 6pm

Got a bit wet last night. – Garry


Day 134

– Garry


Day 135: 2pm

We are heading South after leaving Mt Willoughby a warm day, trees are becoming smaller and less of them, water is still here in places, it became hotter later in the afternoon. – Noonie


Day 135: 3pm

We stop for a feed, this thunder storm was in the West, moving N East, it changed direction and started moving S East, the main storm past to the West of us, dumping lots of water along the way we are to walk. We had to stay here the night. Today overcast light rain most of the time to moderate rain. (sounds like a weather report) The heavy rain was last night, I think we could have been washed of the road.


Day 135: 3.30pm

Hey all just letting you know we made it to Coober Pedy town we staying in Coober for about 3 day before we make our way towards Port Augusta. After thee days in Coober Pedy it well take us about 14 days to Port Augusta. They was saying Coober Pedy was the hottest place in Australia and I was like yes I’m ready for this challenge, but nooooo I big Storm come over us last night from the west and made it rain all day on us talk about be soaked all day and I was up for the hot heat. But that o.k thank you to the ancient for doing that for us and cover us with a Storm to block out the sun. I cannot wait to get to Port Augusta that when think a going to start happen.


Day 135: 7pm

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Day 135: 9pm

One think I learn about life is no matter how hard think get when you a fighting for something is to never give up on it, no matter what happens even if it get to hard for you because sooner or later you win in the end. It will show you how strong of a person you are and how strong your spirit is. This why i when on this walk for justice and i know I will reach Canberra and served justice for all who what justice to be served to this Corporate government.

That how strong I’m and not a feared of standing up for the truth because I believed in my self that I can make a difference and for all who live here. I’m proud to be a original person of this land we stand on and proud to be apart of a people who live here for over 100,000 year and i willing stand up for my people and for my culture survival.

Author: Clintonswalkforjustice

I’m a Wajuk, Balardung, Kija and a Yulparitja man from the West of Australia. I will be walking across country from Matagarup/Heirrison Island in Perth to Parliament House in Canberra, following songlines and visiting communities along the way, where I will eventually be seeking audience with the Prime Minister and address the many injustices against the First Nations people of this land.

3 thoughts on “Days 134 & 135: Mount Willoughby Station”

  1. A Convict’s Tale

    We came ashore late at night,
    Shackled man-to-man,
    Heads down, shuffling in unison

    Imprisoned so far from home
    We valued our friendships,
    A mate was a saviour

    We suffered under the lash,
    Overworked, malnourished, our spines
    Flayed bare if we dared to buckle

    This baptism gave rise to humour,
    Ironic, reckless, relying on luck,
    God had all but abandoned us

    When released from prison
    We set out, exploring the new
    Country, inventing novel ways to survive

    Little sympathy was shown to the
    Blacks, their land confiscated, divided,
    Renamed to honour the old country

    These were not savages but
    People from a timeless place,
    Their wisdom too easily ignored

    Since arrival many have set foot,
    Yet those seeking asylum are detained,
    Poorly treated, awaiting an outcome

    Over the years nothing has changed,
    It appears an inner cruelty flows like
    A poisoned stream within our politics

    Meanwhile salt is on the rise,
    The sun never more intense,
    What will future generations inherit?

    In what forests will they walk, in which
    Rivers will they swim; we behave as if there
    Is no tomorrow, so complete is our illusion

    CD Hunter

  2. This walk is one of the most inspiring things I have been following this century , you are a real powerful inspiration to all of us and especially your people and the land . I went outside and stood on the bare ground and thought of this place Earth that we call home .

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