Pick this place

GBC,
Good one, that was too easy, I will need redouble my efforts.

They aren’t the only ones who’ve been there. One of the perks of being a lighthouse tech in a past life.

I tried to edit but couldn't, yes I have been there ( I took the shot), and the keepers and their families kept it in immaculate condition.
For others, the cave was used by sailing ships to exchange mail outbound and inbound to Oz.
It would have been tricky, as the swell around the rock was big.
They needed to use their compost to grow veges, it was one HOT rock with no dirt.

Can someone please create a new Place for this Post Office Cave, Booby Island? I have no idea where it is anywhere within Australias so can't create it - as I don't know it and can't find any info. Thanks.

Booby Island

Nope, it was Booby Island post office cave

Yes, my pic is of the A frame hut on Middle Percy island. I enjoyed one of Andy’s goat curries there.

FSHOO
Percy Island, decades a go, A group of us did the walk up to the house & tried he'shome made cheese (we all had stomach pains & trots for a week)

Yep, I couldn't do goat's cheese, it was pretty ripe. I have a pic somewhere of the squirrel helicopter we parked out the front of the A frame on the beach. He'd always be a bit nervous when we visited seeing as we were lighthouse mechanics and the A frame and treehouse were largely liberated from Pine Islet light station haha. No need though. I heard he died in South America about 15 years back. An amazing life story.

Could someone please create a New Place for this hut and for Percy Island - I have no idea where in Australia this could even be. Once the Place is created you can upload the photo (or I can tag this image from the Forum to automatically appear there) then this post will auto link too.

Sounds like he was long before my time mate - I was late 1990's in the lighthouse service. There is an Ian Pope on a couple of the lighthouse sites I'm on.
We used to park the trawler at Portland roads in the 80's/90's for a sleep and to barter with the 'Portland Roads rent-a-crowd' we'd call them - mainly Bikers hiding out growing dope and running fox tail palm seeds back then, and I got a lift with the Post Man up to Iron Range to fly out a few times. Waiting at the 'airport' was an eye opener. Not the sort of thing you'd discuss at a lady's sewing circle that's for sure.

GBC
Yes its well before your time but Ross was the unofficial postman, coast watcher, national park ranger, etc. etc. for Portland Roads & was probably your taxi he did it wright up until he passed away, he's house is now Portland House I think. I 1st met him when we anchored out front, it was more hippies & eccentric retirees then & the American professor who had the only washing machine about, it was a petrol driven cement mixer cost a $1 + petrol a wash, on one of my trips I have a photo of my old 3 speed landcrusier parked on the old wharf, but it was in the 70's. The wharf’s long gone now, when you were there was the guy still building he's yatch under cover to the east of the bay?

That sounds a lot like him for sure. The wharf was in disrepair, can't remember the yacht. I first went there in '89, last by sea would have been '93 odd? One very strange little hamlet for sure back then.
The little croc fences around the house yards I recall clearly. There was also talk of a 'big cat' that lived around there too - I didn't see or hear it so I'll leave that one well clear. I've seen some well built ferals up that way though.