It was in Yass that the English-born-Aussie met her second husband, the late Don Brooker. Don and Enid spent more than 30 happy years together, celebrating the birth of two boys – Gary and Peter – and rejoicing in the life of their granddaughter Tamara.

Relocating more than 16,000km to Australia must have stirred up the adventurous side of Enid. In 1990, she set out on her first natural wilderness adventure, trekking through the notorious mountains of Nepal.

“We climbed mountains and went white water rafting in the Annapurna region, saw rhinos in the Chitwin National Park, visited Kathmandu and saw the Thyangboche Monastery,” Enid recalled.

After trekking through the 12th poorest country in the world, Enid flew west to Delhi. Upon arriving in the subcontinent, the visitors hopped on a bus and drove to Agra – home of the Taj Mahal, one of the Seven Wonders of the World.

“It was magnificent,” Enid said. “No other way to explain it. I was lucky enough to see it again in 2007 with my niece.”

Visiting south-east Asia proved to be a real eye-opener. “Trekking through Nepal was very interesting… they’re just so poor. As everyone always says, ‘it takes a while to get used to the toilets’ – put it this way, when we were on the tour bus, we pleaded our driver to pull over by the side of the road so we could pee. We’d much rather use the bush than their toilets.”

Enid returned to Asia in 2005, where she explored the depths of the world’s most populous country, China. Travelling from Beijing to Tibet, meandering down the Yangtze River – which included an all night expedition through the Three Gorges Dam – climbing the Great Wall and absorbing the history and tension of Tiananmen Square, the six-week stay in the ‘Red Country’ was an enriching experience.

“It’s a bit like India, the rich are very rich and the poor are very poor,” Enid said. “It’s bizarre, people are so sheltered. They’re brainwashed by the Communist Party.”

However, of all of Enid’s explorations, a trip to the remote community of Elcho Island – located in the Arafura Sea – is the highlight.

Enid was invited to stay on the island for two weeks as locals prepared to launch the New Testament, which had been translated into native language.

“They seemed to be quite fond of me,” Enid explained. “They even gave me a name in their own language – ‘Yuluck’. I’ve got brothers and sisters on Elcho Island now.”

Meal time often involved plunging one’s hand deep into the mud, feeling around, grabbing a hold of a mangrove worm and ripping it from the earth. After they’d been washed, it was dinner time. “I quite liked them… they tasted like oysters.”

Natives on Elcho Island don’t seem to have much respect for danger, according to Enid. “One day we went walking through a lagoon with flippers on our feet. As you could imagine, you had to lift your feet quite high to walk properly. When we returned one lady said to us ‘you shouldn’t walk like that. You have to scuff your feet along the sand to make the stone fish swim away, otherwise you’ll step on one’.”

A sting from a stone fish is potentially fatal. Enid was ready to collapse from fear.

Another incident firmly entrenched in the local’s mind involved fishing in salt water: “we were wading through salt water with large spears looking for fish. When I asked ‘why are we carrying spears?’, our guide responded, ‘because of the salt water crocs’.”

For Enid - trekker through Nepal, pilgrim to the Taj Mahal, walker of the Great Wall and adopted Elcho Island family member - life has been one adventure after another. And she’s not about to stop just yet.