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Having sailed along the coast of Arnhem Land, traversing the Gulf of Carpentaria and into one of the most remote towns on the Australian coast, I hungrily anticipated a return to civilisation. Dropping anchor near the town jetty at Seisia on the western tip of Cape York, I discovered that civilisation comes in many surprising guises. We had arrived in a ‘dry town’, which meant slaking one’s parched throat with a beer involved a rather long taxi ride to the closest restricted liquor outlet, far down the highway.
Though fortunately we had arrived on the one day of the week when it was possible to purchase a beer. Donning a pair of shorts and t-shirt, and retrieving my best thongs from the dinghy, we walked down the beach to the Fishing Club for Friday night barefoot dancing beneath the stars with the locals.
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