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After such a great day out on the Lake we had to return to our vans, it was then we all decided we needed to pack up next morning and move being cramped in like this was just shit. It was our shortest move yet about 3km up the road! On our way in we had seen people free camping so we headed there, at that time of the morning most had left so there was plenty of room. Had we realised how packed the campsite was we would have parked here in the first place. So now with lovely scenery about us and plenty of space we settled in for a nice relaxing day. Michelle read her book and I did some craft with Emma, Trevor relaxed after the full day yesterday as did Jock. In the evening the fire was lit and we discussed the next days movements, we are now heading for Darwin. The fire was a bit special tonight because we had, without realising, found wood that was sandlewood, god it smelt great.

Our move the next day took us to Victoria River Roadhouse via Timber Creek this meant we left Western Australia today which is very sad it really has left an impression on me it is absolutely beautiful. We headed to the roadhouse as it was the last game for the state of origin that night and Jock and Trevor fancied watching the game. As it was it was a great idea, Michelle and I spent our night people watching, me more so. I was fascinated with the local characters. In walks this very tall, very old man obviously a farmer, he had an eye patch but that was not the first thing to take my attention it was his very high hat! I could not stop staring, he had spurs on his boots and then someone else came in behind him, good jeans and a white shirt and of course the hat! Turns out this man in jeans is the biggest property owner in the area and is a squillion heir. Jackaroos then followed, one very young one that made me feel very old, he looked like he should still be at school. An aboriginal Jackeroo who looked very smart not sure he had been out mustering that day. Then there was this bloke sitting on a stool, obviously a local, he was our entertainment for the night. He was shouting at the screen and really got into the game coming out with some really funny comments. Apparently he is usually very blue with his language because he was asked why he was so toned down with his language and he told his friends that there were ladies and a child present so not appropriate which was very considerate of him. I have to say, I do wonder how funny he could have been with the bad language. NSW won so we were not impressed.

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Monbullo Homestead near Katherine was to be a two day stop for us, two days of driving was enough and Michelle and Emma wanted to go on a trip to see Katherine Gorge. The rest of us didn’t go because we had been before. We all went to coffee club in the afternoon for a coffee before we went shopping to replace our supplies.

Next stop Harriet Creek as soon as we were set up Michelle made us scones in the weber and very nice they were too. God we do it tough! Our plans for the next day were that Jock and I would stay with the vans and dogs whilst Michelle and Trevor went for a drive around the Kakadu National park. Jock and I have been before and were not worried about going again, from memory it is a beautiful place, from stories on Michelle and Trevor return it is very run down and nothing like we remember so just as well we did not go, we would rather remember it as it was.

Our next stop was Darwin, well near Darwin at Trevor’s relations house in Noonamah. We were to stay here for two weeks as Michelle and Trevor had to fly back to Brisbane for Jim’s wedding. Adelaide River was our stop en-route just a quick coffee and lunch, I spotted the pioneer cemetery and had to go for a look see. If only these graves could talk I would love to hear all the stories from way back then.

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We got up early and loaded up the car, with much excitement we headed for Lake Argyle for our full day out on the lake in our own hired pontoon. Our pontoon was there ready for us with an esky full of ice, all we had to do was transfer our things from the car and get the dogs on board. There were plenty of places to store things so we did not have everything everywhere. A little instruction from the staff and we were on our way out into this huge lake, we did not have to be back until around 5.30pm.

We were soon out in the open water, the scenery was fantastic and the bird life prolific. It was not long before Jock was itching to do some fishing so we found a nice sheltered spot and Jock sorted himself and Emma out with fishing rods. Well, I don’t even think Jock could have anticipated what came next! Emma squealed with delight as her rod was bending and bobbing, Jock ran across to help her and as he did his rod was bending. Fish everywhere as soon as the rods were put in to the water there was a fish to be pulled in, Emma was so excited but was so funny as she could not bring herself to touch the fish. Mind you just as well as we soon found out, well Jock found out, that these fish have a very long sharp barb.

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As the fishing was so good Trevor Michelle and I decided we too should have a go, it was good fun but I just couldn’t handle the fact I was hooking a fish in the mouth just for fun so I caught the one then left it alone. Trevor was the only one that caught a different fish, we are not sure what it was but the ones we were catching were cat fish but up here called Silver cobbler.

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We had a really good explore of the lake and enjoyed every minute, fishing was given up after about 110 fish!! Ruby had had the job of kissing the fish before they were put back, Phoebe just enjoyed lazing about and Chloe watched Jock fishing most of the time, all three dogs were loving their day out. We spotted one fresh water crocodile on our travels their would have been plenty more about but we did not see them. At lunch time had some pattis that Michelle had made and some burger rolls, there was a bbq onboard so all we had to do was cook the pattis. Mmm that is if the gas would work!! The men had a look at it and decided it was actually the wrong fitting so there was no way we were getting it to work. Luckily we had our satelite phone with us and we contacted the staff. They were very good and told us to stay put and they would bring another out to us. So lunch was delayed about half an hour whilst we waited and of course we could not move from our position.

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Once we had our fitting fixed it was burgers all around. We then headed off into some lovely little coves and decided to head out a bit further. We had to keep our eye on the time to be sure we had plenty of time to get back to base before dark but at the same time we had decided we may aswell stay on the water to watch the sunset. As we tootled about we saw so many birds, trying to get photos of them proved hard because as we approached close enough for a photo they would scatter. The pelicans were the best ones to photograph as they took longer to take off, I got some good ones of those. Wish my camera was set on a faster exposure they would have been excellent.

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It was a real shame when we realised we had to start back to the shore, we had time to get there and watch the sunset. We all pondered on our great day, cheaper option to us all going on a morning or afternoon tour of the lake and we had had all day. Something we would never forget, the sunset did not give us the best show but we were very happy with our whole day on Lake Argyle.

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We did a pit stop in Kununura before heading to Lake Argyle. We rang the same camp site we stayed in before at Lakeside caravan park to ask if they had room, we were told just rock up it’s all good. When we got there, no sites?? So Jock sorted us another campsite, Hidden Valley caravan park and although it does not have the view of the lake like the other one we actually preferred it. On route to Kununura we stopped off at a place of interest called The Grotto It is a gorge tucked away in the trees, there were steps down to it but none of us were game to go down them. Health and safety is none existent in these parts, some other people braved it.

We stayed a couple of nights in Kununura so we could get up to date with the washing and supplies and any of our own admin we had to do. It was an early morning start the day we left, we had been told that Lake Argyle campsite does not take bookings it is a case of rock up take a number and line up! We arrived pretty early and there was already a line up for todays bookings, we got our number and waited. Oh look they have a café, so coffee all around, well we had to do something.

As we drove around into our ‘slot’ we noticed just how packed in everyone was, not our idea of a nice campsite but the case of the only campsite. We had seen people free camping just up the road, I think they may be the sensible ones. Oh well, it suits our purposes as we were going to have a full day on Lake Argyle and need to know the caravans were safe. Once we had all had a bit of a rest and we were all set up we decided we would go out later this afternoon to confirm our booking for a pontoon for the next day and see if the dogs could come with us. Also there was a lookout over Lake Argyle. This campsite we were on was the very same one Jock and I stayed at many years ago with the boys although now it was at least twice the size.

About 4.30pm we headed to the booking office and confirmed our booking and yes we can take the dogs with us, that makes things easier. Then up to the lookout…..OMG! I think the photos speak for themselves, the lake is HUGE!

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We took a drive over the dam wall and down to where we would pick up our pontoon the next day but we made sure we were back up at the lookout for sunset.

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We all agreed that tonight was an early night as we wanted as much time on the lake tomorrow as possible. We got everything ready for the morning, Michelle made home made burgers and we chopped up lots of onions and got some lovely fresh rolls, the pontoon has a bbq so no worries about lunch I don’t think we will be roughing it somehow.

After a much needed rest day after the Bungles we headed for Wyndham where the 5 rivers meet. The Pentecost river, Durack river, Ord river, Forest river and the King river. As soon as we arrived we refuelled at the local garage and asked the lady there if there was somewhere safe we could leave the caravans because we were not able to take them up the lookout. She was very kind and said we could leave them behind the garage, so we unhitched and headed up the hill. The scenery was magnificent we could see for miles.

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Funny thing happened on the way up, Michelle radioed us and said, “Watch out there is a dick head coming down towing a caravan”. Keeping in mind that there are big signs No Caravans and small winding road to the top of the lookout. Jock replied to Michelle, “you wanna hope he doesn’t have a radio too”. Then we heard a voice say, “I do”. Well we were all in stitches.

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Whilst up at the lookout we bumped into the man who had been fishing with Jock and Trevor at Willie Creek, the one I had a great sunset picture of him fishing. Brilliant, I got his wives mobile number and sent her the photo of him. We do bump in to a lot of people we have already seen on these roads with us all taking in the great tourist spots. When we came down the hill we went for a little drive around, the Historic Wharf, the community Jetty where we saw some kids fishing after school. There is certainly some old machinery hanging about here and it is a shame to see there are closed shops in what must have been the main town once upon a time.

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We returned to the garage and hooked up the vans then it was a sneaky coffee from the most northern bakery in Western Australia called the Croc Bakery. Time now to find a camp site for the night, we headed for the salt flats and very nice it was too. We set up camp and then took the dogs over on to the flats to have a run, their last freedom was way back at Cable beach they went absolutely nuts.

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Wood was gathered ready for our fire and we took in our fantastic view for the night. We do have some brilliant free camps here in Australia and I have to say this one is in the top 3 so far this trip.

Our new neighbours Joan and Neal joined us by the fire, Joan was a little concerned being there on their own and was quite relieved we came along. We had a good night with them, lots of laughs. The sunset was fantastic and no photo is really going to do it justice.

We made our way to Cathedral Gorge, now we were amongst the iconic bee hive shaped hills of the Bungle Bungles, this is what I wanted to see, this is what we see in all advertising photos of the Bungle Bungles.

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Both Michelle and I took so many photos of these bee hive looking rocks, they had stripes all through them. They are made up of sandstones and conglomerates (rocks composed mainly of pebbles and boulders cemented together by finer material). Twenty million years of weathering eroded the bee hive structures and some kind of bacteria form the dark rings around them. We drove through heaps of them bigger ones, smaller ones, really rounded ones, all sorts. When we got out of the car we got to look at them closer, some lined the track towards Cathedral Gorge.

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The signs said 500 meters to the Gorge, wow easier than we had thought!! Until we had walked 500 meters and another and another, who ever measured this track must have been drunk or stupid or both. First of all it was a smoothish dry creek bed, that was fine, then we got into sand then deeper sand and the sun was starting to get to us. We then had ‘steps’ chipped from the rock to climb, luckily it had a good hand rail. As we got off that raised area we had rocks to clamber over but nothing too bad but in the distance we could see a ladder!! Well, this was going to give me an insight as to whether I would be able to climb a ladder into a roof top tent, thinking ahead to our next planned adventure. Sorted, easy as. By now though I was absolutely buggered and wondering if I should continue. Jock encouraged me to stop but I kept saying I would go a little further see how I go. Someone came out and said it was well worth the trek in and also commented about the extended 500 meter track, more like 2ks they reckoned, I reckoned more. Anyway I continued, luckily Michelle had loaned me her back pack that was also a stool so I could take regular breaks. Both Trevor and I had to just plod at our own pace I did wonder if we were going to get out before dark! After yet another ladder and rocks we were finally there………OH WOW! Well worth the walk in just stunning.

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We stayed in there for some time. I had a young bloke come up to me, we had bumped into him and his young family during the day , he said he just had to come and say to me that he really admired me for my grit and determination. Michelle had told him at Echidna chasm that I was determined even with the new knees/hips and other health issues. He said he has one knee replacement and he found it difficult so had a small understanding of my efforts. Yes it gave me a boost until my thoughts turned to going back!! Omg how the hell was I going to get back? It was very slow going and time was getting on. I sat many times, looked like I would pass out many times and many times Jock was working out rescue procedures he really was becoming very worried, secretly so was I. Omg it was tough, what a bloody idiot! I kept telling myself, “oh well, won’t ever have to do it again, I’ve seen it now”. What a relief it was when I could finally see the car park. I flopped into the car with air conditioner full blast just happy I could now stop. We were all just blown away by what we had seen today, Bungle bungles really needs to be on everyone’s bucket list and we did not see it all. We had to pick what was most important to us and I think we chose well what an amazing day.

Before we broke camp at Caroline pool I wanted to go and see what the Stone house was all about, we had seen signs for it but could not find any information on it. Michelle and Emma came with us and Trevor stayed back to watch the vans and dogs. It was not far up the track but once there I could only look from afar as you had to climb across a dry creek full of boulders to get there. I stayed back with the car and checked out the slate laying about everywhere, no need to guess what would have been used for this old stone house.

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Story of the stone house

I found this information on the stone house online.

‘At the time of the Halls Creek old rush the nearest port for supplies and export of gold from Halls Creek was Wyndham. Originally by necessity the horse track from Wyndham to Old Halls Creek closely followed the important watering points. From Wyndham the track wound south through Turkey Creek and Mabel Downs. The Stone hut on Sophie Downs (now there is another name close to me) was the last stop to rest before heading into Old Halls Creek. The ruins of this hut have historic significance’.

No sooner were we back from the Stone House and we were hitched up and on the road. Today we head for Purnululu National Park better known to us as The Bungle Bungles, something I have wanted to see for many years. When we did a trip back in 2000 in this area we were all set to visit the Bungles but they had bush fires in there and closed it off to the public. We were all very excited about going to see the gorges within the park. We arrived at the Bungle Bungles caravan park and set up, then our next job was to organise a dog sitter for the next day as no dogs allowed in National park. We had been told there was a young girl on the site that did dog sitting. Once that was sorted Michelle and I were thinking of taking a Helicopter trip over the bungles but on enquiry we were told that there had to be groups of 3 and no more than a certain weight!!! Well, probably only for the tiny Asian tourists because I cant imagine how many people in a group of 3 could average 80kg? So no helicopter flight for us unless we wanted to pay for the third seat and not occupy it……..get lost! Lots of discrimination on this trip especially with weight and Dogs.

Echidna Chasm

We got up early and headed in to the Purnululu National Park, all of us very excited. First stop Echidna Chasm it was fantastic, not too bad a walk in but very taxing for both Trevor and I. There were rocks to clamber over and ladders to climb, sand to walk through and heat to contend with. But, if you want to see these things you just have to keep putting that one foot in front of the other. It was absolutely worth it, the photos do not do it justice.

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When we got out of there I was knackered it had been a challenge and I knew I had yet another walk to go to get into Cathedral Gorge. As we drove away from Echidna Chasm we came across a lookout and apparently 360 degree views. Kungkalanayi lookout, up a steep hill and as it was I could see fantastic scenery so what would it be like from up there? It had to be done, Trevor just couldn’t and Jock was telling me I shouldn’t!!!!! So up I went, with lots of help from my lovely husband who pushed me up with both hands on my backside, I did start to doubt myself half way up but took small steps and kept going. Oh wow, so glad I made it the scenery was stunning, the Bungle bungles were certainly turning out to be all I thought it would be but where are those hills that look like bee hives, the ones that are so iconic of the Bungle Bungles?

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to be continued….

It was rest day in Mary’s pool free camp so Emma and I got to making the Rocky road for Jocks birthday, we renamed ours, Gibb River Rocky Road. It came out very nice and Emma was excited to keep it as a surprise for Jock. That night Michelle and I got the Baylies and marshmallows out, cooked marshmallows on the fire then dipped them into strawberries and cream Baylies OMG! I did like it but it brought out the alcohol in the Baylies a bit too strong for me so Michelle reluctantly finished it off. As we sat by the fire we chatted about what we would be doing in the next couple of days. We needed to get up in the morning and head for Halls Creek ready for a day out to see Wolfe Creek Crater.

Michelle and Emma had got up early and decorated outside of our van with streamers and balloons as it was Jocks birthday, Emma was very excited and made lots of fuss. Unfortunately we had to take them down as we were on the move but Emma would make sure they went straight back up once we set up again.

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Our next stop was Halls Creek, or as Glen and Carol call it Hells Creek! It certainly was a grubby run down old town. Everywhere you looked there were bars on windows and high fences, that said it all really. We drove past the campsite NO THANKYOU. So wiki camps it was we needed somewhere outside of this town. Caroline pool was just outside of town far enough away to feel safe, we were just up the road from the China Wall which is a seam of quartz running through this area. Jock and I went to see it once before when we were in Aus for exchange so did not bother tripping out there for a look. Jock got his Gibb River Rocky Road and we all enjoyed some with a cuppa. Lucky Jock chocolate and Michelle had a roast on for his birthday, god we do it tough on the road. After dinner we all went to bed early as we had to get going early in the morning to drive out to Wolf Creek. Hope we don’t bump in to Mick Taylor!!

Wolfe Creek Crater was a 150km drive down the Tanami road, we made good time and saw some more lovely scenery on the way, most of the land we were driving through was Kidman cattle station. The track up to the crater rim was not far at all and we were soon looking out over this 875m in diameter, 60m deep crater, it looked impressive. Was only discovered in the 40’s.

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On our way in we saw some old buildings so we decided to explore them on the way out. Not sure who had lived there or what the “caravan” was used for. Trevor reckons it was something that would have been pulled out to where the cattle drovers were so that food could be prepared for them. I reckon it was the accommodation for the boss having a toilet in there too. What do you think? I will look it up once home.

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Our drive back to camp was uneventful but I am still taken aback by the changing scenery, every turn looks different, Western Australia is certainly a stunning state and we have enjoyed every minute of it.

On leaving Fitzroy Crossing we stumbled on a café!!! So of course we had to stop for a coffee. You seeing a pattern (habit) here? I am glad we did as there was an indigenous man sat in the café and I have been hankering to actually get to talk to a local, mind you he was deep in conversation with someone else. We ordered coffees and found that the café was actually a training café for the Indigenous people, they certainly made a great coffee. The indigenous man caught my eye and invited me over to sit with him! Wow, at last I get to have a chat and what an interesting man he was. His name is Henry Snell and his family was in the Aboriginal documentary film the rainmaker which I will have to watch once home, he has lived in Fitzroy crossing all his life. He goes to the café every morning and likes to have a yarn with the people passing through. He was so friendly and happily had his photo taken.

Michelle ducked into the hardware shop for me and grabbed a crab pot for me to give to Jock for his up and coming birthday. We left Fitzroy crossing and headed for our free camp for the night at Mary’s pool (once again a name I can relate to).

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We settled down around the fire for the night and had our usual laughs and discussions. You really can not beat a fire whilst on the road. Emma decided it was time my hair was done, so will clips and bands she got to work!! I loved it but just could not sleep with it in! Reminds me of two other little girls that used to play with my hair, Lauren and Mel.

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As we left Willie Creek we headed back into Broome for supplies and a few jobs that needed doing. I took the opportunity to post the post cards to the boys back home( Dylan, Jacob and Asher) we are missing them a lot. We started on the road in the afternoon and stopped at Broome gateway park Roebuck for the night. We were on the road early the next day we had a long drive ahead of us, not much to see on this stretch so may as well get to where we want to be ready for some more sight seeing. These are the kind of views we have become accustomed to waking up to just absolutely stunning and a different one every couple of days. Who needs caravan parks.

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Unfortunately Trevor and Michelle had a blow out on their caravan. The message came over the radio, flat tyre. Luckily they were in front of us so we continued to where they had pulled up. Wow we saw remnants of their tyre before we saw them it was absolutely shredded, lucky they have a double axle.

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Once in to Fitzroy we looked for a camp outside of town. We found the Old Inn camping. Mmmm certainly old, not many vans there, park where we like, miners accommodation, vehicles etc everywhere. Oh well one or two nights wont hurt at least we have electricity, water and a restaurant. Although once Jock had paid and seen the shenanigans in the bar he was starting to wonder if we should be staying here! Locals being refused alcohol because they were so drunk and they were not going to leave without a bit of swearing and shouting. It all quietened down after that and we settled in. We had been told the food was great so we thought we would trial it. It was packed and we only just got a table, the food was okay but nothing special. I did spot a couple of old vehicles outside the restaurant which I went back to photograph the next day.

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Tunnel Creek

We left the vans at the site and headed to Tunnel Creek for the day. Tunnel creek is one of those places we missed on the Gibb River Road and then were told by people we must go see it. Luckily the Great Northern Highway which we were now on runs parallel with the Gibb and Tunnel Creek is actually same distance between the two roads. No dogs allowed mind you so we had a plan afoot. Michelle and Trevor parked up just short of the carpark to Tunnel Creek and had all the dogs whilst Jock and I went in. It was not too big a trek in but we did have to climb over some rocks. I was feeling quite relaxed about the distance and level of walk we were doing until we had to get into the tunnel. Oh yeh I was cocky alright, there is this rock I could sit on, swivel on to get my legs in to the opening and then all I had to do was lower myself down, like getting out of a high vehicle. It was not until I looked back at the opening pleased with myself that the realisation came over me…..how do I climb back up???? Oh well, here now may as well face that when I have to. Needless to say it played on my mind the whole time I was in there. Jock did real well with the closed in space although could not walk the very last bit as the rock came too low for him. We did not even think to take a torch with us so had one part of our walk very dark it was all on sand so not so bad. As soon as we got in there we were faced with either enter the water and walk around a boulder or try to crouch at the side of a wall and walk over rocks. We followed someone around the boulder, easy!

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Everywhere we looked it was lovely, we kept wondering how far we should go in for both our sakes but we asked is it worth carrying on and the reply was always yes. So we carried on.

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When we got to the second part we could hear the tiny bats that were in there. The odd one would fly but not many thank goodness. This area was where all the stalagmites and stalactites were, wow!

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We had to wade through a little water to get to the third part it was beautiful, very quiet and the light was changing as we stood there. I sat with a lady on a rock and chatted for a while, didn’t really want to leave but knew Trevor and Michelle were waiting outside. There was another section as I said before but the rock was almost touching peoples heads so both Jock and I really did not fancy it. We were told nothing much up there except and small opening to outside and some water with a fresh water croc or two in it. So happily we retraced our steps to get out. Problem this time was someone was in front of us in the very dark part and had a torch!! We could see how low the rock was so we hung back so as to not see it. We would both rather walk in ignorance in the dark.

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Time to try to get out!! Well, I watched a few people and I definitely could not do it the way they were. I held back and would not attempt it until no one was around. Well…….you know if you laugh you make things worse! I had to think about this, my left leg does not have strength in it to pull me up but my right one is ok (ish) so I had to put my right foot in the foothold grab a piece of rock with my hands and had Jock behind me hoicking me up by my arse. After a couple of attempts and realising this was serious I got my backside on to the edge of the rock I had dropped from…. sorted!! Um no! Now my right leg was up against the rock and I could not swing it around to enable me to stand up. If I did not have two prosthetic hips I could have pulled my knee up to my chest and achieve this but I was not game to go against advice about not pulling my knees to my chest for risk of dislocation. I know, by now you are asking why the hell I am down there?? So is Jock, I’m laughing and he is seriously concerned and trying to get me focused on the job. A man turns up, how embarrassing, he wants to get into the tunnel and I’m blocking the way. He was very nice and helped me to pull my right leg over finally enabling me to swivel and stand up. What a bloody relief, I had visions of people lining up behind me to get out!!

We headed back to Michelle and Trevor and took the dogs into our car. We explained to them about walking in the water around the boulder for easier access and they headed in to Tunnel Creek and we headed back to camp. The scenery on the way back was just lovely, every turn is different.

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Michelle and Trevor had a great walk through and saw things we did not!! Especially in the water right next to the boulder where we had waded!!!!!

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We left our campsite and headed just up the road to Willi Creek for some free camping and some fishing. Willie Creek is well known for its Pearl farm and tours but just about 200mtrs from the shop we found ourselves a nice little spot to camp for a couple of nights. Not too close to the water, far enough away from them there Crocodiles. Our view was terrible I don’t know how we will manage the next couple of days!

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Once we were set up the first thing Jock did was to go fishing. I really do not like him fishing with what lurks in these waters here but he would be up on the rocks so that put me more at ease. Emma came over on sunset and told Michelle and I that we really needed to come see the sunset. So we grabbed our cameras and made our way over the rocks. Wow, it was fantastic.

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I had a couple of hours with Emma the next day doing craft. She had all those shells she had collected in Broome and I had bought her a cardboard letter E. First of all we painted it, then Emma arranged and stuck the shells onto it. She will hang it in her bedroom or on her bedroom door, she made a good job of it. Time for a coffee, we found out that Willie Creek pearl farm does coffee. I think it has become a challenge each day to find a coffee, easily done whilst in townships but not so easy out bush especially free camping.

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This evening we took our chairs over and sat with Jock, Trevor and Emma whilst they fished. We saw a huge shark having a go at something bloody hell there was some splashing going on then we saw a turtle swim by. Jock and Trevor were not catching anything but small fish which they were placing into a rock pool for bait. Just before sunset we spotted a big crocodile near the opposite bank, up until now we had only seen freshwater crocs this was our first saltwater crocodile better known as a salty. I am glad it was way over and that we were on top of rocks. We kept our eye on it and didn’t see any others, not to say they were not there because apparently there are loads to be seen around here.

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The last picture is of the man camped next to us fishing. I love it and wish I had got his address so that I could send it to him. Loved staying at Willie Creek if we are ever in the area again I will come back here.