Kaaaakadoo doo doo......

Trip Start Jul 27, 2004
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Trip End Dec 21, 2004


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Monday, September 20, 2004

Have you seen that tv programme with Paris Hilton & Whatsit Richie? The Good Life it's called or something like that, well the past 3 days have been like an episode of that as Kerry endured the long drop toilets (they don't flush, they don't have water they are simply seats over a hole), sleeping in the great outdoors with only swags for protection, no access to a shower/hairdryer/makeup.

Kakadu National Park is advertised as a chance to get away from it all & they're not telling porkies. The camp grounds we stayed on were literally 100's of km's from civilisation. It was a getting back to nature kind of trip.

Kakadu is a huge area of nothing but bush, scrub land, trees, waterfalls, billabongs, huge spiders, dingos & crocs. Lots & lots of crocs - freshies & salties.

The 3 day trip was spent walking, rock climbing (I know!), swimming in spring water, watching wildlife (snakes, turtles, huge spiders, dingos, wild horses (really), lizards, buffalo, wallabies, wallaroos, loads of birds & lots of huge crocs), cooking around a campfire, getting a bit tipsy (we took our own) & lots & lots of driving (the park is 13,000 sq miles & it takes ages to travel between sights).

Though we both got absolutely filthy (still not properly clean) we loved (most) of it. Highlights were definately the Aboriginal rock art which dates from 10,000's of years ago - v.interesting (& pretty), camping beside a billabong which definately had a croc in it it because Paul went croc hunting & saw the reflection of its eyes. NB 2 years ago a German tourist stayed in exactly the same spot, went for a swim & well you can guess the rest. The waterfalls were pretty impressive as was the boat cruise along the Mary River billabong.

Up to the cruise Paul had been blase about the croc issue thinking if you keep away & don't bother then they won't bother you. It soon transpired that possibly the boat did bother the crocs. That cruise was the scariest thing either of us have ever experienced. The boat was only 9m long (some of the crocs were 7m long) & the sides weren't very high. We thought that we'd see crocs on the river bank a nice, safe distance away. How wrong we were, they were swimming all over the place & to put it in a nutshell if one of those pre-historic killing machines decided it wanted to have a go at the boat it could have capsized it easily. The scariest part was when we neared one of the crocs it didn't budge, it simply submerged under the water & swam towards us!!! As we edged nearer the middle of the boat we repeatedly asked ourselves 'why are we doing this? We've paid to do this? Why? Oh please God make them go away? What if the boat gets stuck on a sand bank? What if one jumps up & rips our heads off? (As happened to a fisherman last year). Being so close made the fact that had they wanted to they could have easily killed us. Phewee!!! Feel a bit jittery typing this.

Anyway enjoyed it overall though both a bit tired & still a little grubby. Roll on Uluru where crocs can't get to. Hurrah!!
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