I can assure you this travelling gig is hard work, its not all beers and beaches every day! Anyway, we had a 10-day holiday when we got to Darwin. It’s 2.5 hours to Bali and costs peanuts to get there, so hard not to really!
Before the flight we checked the Crocasaurus Cove in the city. As the name suggests, it’s home to a number of very large salt-water crocs. With a reptile park, fish feeding (massive Barra), plus opportunities to feed the beasts, its highly entertaining for the kids and Lewis got to hold a snake and lizard - bonus points!!
So you’d think we’d be refreshed after 10 days in a luxury Villa. That’s likely to be the case unless you’d booked the red eye home with Jetstar like we did. Lets just say we were wrecked when we touched down!
We stayed another 3 nights in Darwin, mostly relaxing with friends before they concluded their own Aussie adventure. We then set off for Kakadu.
Now you cant complain about winter in the NT! With the exception of the desert, its 30c everyday and nights are mild. The Mozzies on the other hand, are epic. At our first bush camp in Kakadu (admittedly a wetland), we set up, had dinner then washed and bundled the kids into bed. We’d prepared a campfire and planned to sample some of McLaren Vale's finest. The heat and smoke from a campfire usually act as a wonderful deterrent and we were lathered in DEET, but no sooner had we wet the pallet that we realised our efforts were in vain and had to retire to the safety of the camper, where we sadly watched our fire burn down. Don’t come to Kakadu if the thought of mozzies make you squeamish. Otherwise, it’s the most stunning animal sanctuary, and a photographers dream. I’ll let the photos tell the rest.
From Kakadu we began the slow migration east stopping first in Mataranka. Famous for its thermal hot springs, we soaked a few days away preparing for the onward 2000km journey across the top end to far north Queensland.
About 300kms from Townsville we had some car trouble and needed to spend a night in Torrens Creek, population 13. Of course it had a pub and we quickly became locals for the night. The following day we made it to Charters Towers where the issue was quickly resolved.
It was strangely comforting arriving at Kurrimine Beach on the coast south of Innisfail. Once more we were back in Sunny Queensland (by which I mean pissing down rain!). some would say the perfect place to watch game 1 of origin.
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