30th August 2017
Go on say it “Ay Caramba!”
A fishing town in the Gulf of Carpenteria. I caught a seagull, well he went after my bait and then flew off with it, luckily he eventually dropped it and lived to tell the tale. Dan caught a fish, but it had to be returned (just too big)! It was a gorgeous spot, but there are Eustarine crocs and it made me so nervous sitting by the beach. As Dan would say I expected a croc to jump out of the water snap him up and drag him off all in the blink of an eye. I swear becoming a mum (and having been a paramedic) has made my imagination run wild… I remember standing on a jetty in Darwin, Dan was holding Esther near the edge and I was worried he’d drop her (even though he’s never dropped her before) and I would have to jump into croc/shark infested waters to get her (5m drop), do egg beater kick to keep us both above water for who knows how long before being rescued from such a predicament.. haha. Although after spending time in Kakadu I feel a little less tense and expecting such a great feat from the crocs, meanwhile Dan get’s concerned when the fuel guage says 1/8th tank (long range tank) and 180km to go.. we’ll make it, pftt I’m no safety nanna there!
Back at the caravan park we enjoyed watching loads of wallabies, including a joey drinking from the dripping water taps.