DAYS MINUS 7 AND 6 – HAPPY MOTHERS DAY

Yesterday, we had another adventurous day on the Savannah Way to Cobbold Gorge where we now are. Guess what happened to us just after I took this photo.

Burketown was a delightfully quiet and very tidy fishing village. Virtually all of the caravan park tenants were fisherman who had travelled significant distances with their boats to catch their quota of five barramundi but they were good sized fish.

The only disturbance to the peace and quiet was the largest flock of corellas we have ever seen. The photo only shows one of the six trees they occupied. Fortunately they left town at dusk.

This is Cobbold. If you look closely, you can see the cord connecting us to electricity at the ensuite facility which comes with our bush camp site. En suite camping in the bush! It’s a tough life.

This morning we went on the Cobbold Gorge tour. We have seen plenty of gorges in recent weeks but this was impressively different. It is so tall, narrow and full of water that the only means of getting access is by specially built narrow boats which can fit between the towering rock walls.

One of the residents was there to welcome us.

Any suggestions as to what this might be a photo of?

Tomorrow we head south. We’re not sure yet how we will occupy the last few days of our fantastic trip but watch this space.