Tea towel, fridge magnet, snow-cone, stubby cooler. They’re the modern manifestations of a trade as ancient as travel itself – souvenirs.
People have been making, taking, buying and selling them for thousands of years. They’re keepsakes, reminders of where we’ve been, and gifts for people who didn’t make the journey with us.
In October 2011 we pulled in to one of FNQ’s best known souvenir shops, set up in a tent on the last stretch of road to the tip of Cape York Peninsula.
It was early morning. We could easily have missed it in the glare and the dust. It was the big fat crocodile sunning itself out the front that caught my eye.
He’s the mascot for the Croc Tent. And is he the real deal?
Well here we are asking him that question. He was a little cagey, so you be the judge. Real croc or realistic replica?
Dale and Lee-ann Mears run the Croc Tent these days. It opened in the 80s, on land that was once part of Lockerbie Station.
Dale and Leanne love to have a yarn with visitors – so we were very happy to point a microphone at Dale.