Category: Around Australia 2011

Well you can see why large numbers of people head down here to Litchfield National Park from Darwin… Beautiful waterholes without ‘handbag snatchers’ (as crocs are referred to in our caravan park information).

This time we chose our caravan park because it had a good website. There were quite a few to choose from and without any thing else to go on… It turned out well, the park has lovely shaded sites, which helps our slightly overworked fridge to actually operate as it should. And one night Grandma Jumbo took us all out to dinner… Our first Barramundi. Whilst dining in the open sided shed we noticed a vintage sign… ‘Drink coffee. Do stupid things faster with more energy’. It’s become a bit of a motto for Greg now. Continue reading “Day 16-18 Drink Coffee. Do stupid things faster.” →

When visiting Europe one tends to overdose on churches, museums and cathedrals. I recall feeling very guilty, as I strolled down the gallery of Italian masters in the Louvre, for not pondering each and everyone of the priceless masterpieces that hung there. But really there is only so many masterpieces one can admire in a sitting, so like all the other tourists the main game was to get to the Mona Lisa as quickly as possible.

When visiting the Northern Territory it seems one could be at risk of overdose from gorgeous swimming holes. They just keep coming. Except that, unlike museums and cathedrals, I’m not sure it’s possible to overdose on gorgeous swimming holes. Continue reading “Day 14-15 Churches, Museums and Swimming Holes” →

Emma:

We’re very much enjoying this caravan park, we have an ensuite site… No walking to the communal bathrooms really is a nice change and at no extra cost – unheard of! Tonight is our third and last night here in Katherine and we have enjoyed lovely cooler evenings without the mosquitos that bothered us a bit while we were in Kakadu.

Anyway onto the good stuff.

Mataranka. – visited Bitter Springs first, Greg and Di had stopped here on their way to Darwin. Still just as nice. The water is 32 degrees, it is deep and flowing enough to carry you downstream. There is a bit of phenomenon of grey nomads with pool noodles with footwear on each end (to walk back up stream after floating down to the get out bridge) plunging in from the entry steps… They come prepared, though I did see one lady who improvised with a piece of foam matting… Doubled over it kept her afloat. Amy managed well with the kick board and Oliver had a ‘bubble’ on his back, Greg and I managed without floatation devices, we are trying not to become grey nomads just yet. Continue reading “Day 12-13 Mataranka and Nitmiluk” →