Big drive. Biggest yet. Sleeping kids and dog. And a bit boring as the kids slept, as did the dog. So I saved up my education on Metallica and Gravediggaz until they woke up. They loved it...... We went through Barkly Homestead ($2.02 per litre for diesel!), Three Ways and up onto Daly Waters. Interestingly (at least for us) there was a distinct lack of road kill on this long stretch, which in a way is good, but in another way shows how harsh the country can be for animals. And it is harsh. And hot, And dry. Almost every creek/river we supposedly went over was as dry as a dead dingoes donger!
We saw some wild camels, which was a highlight, but otherwise it was a fairly uneventful drive.
The aim of the day was Daly Waters Pub. It was just like we remembered from eight odd years earlier - bras and panties all over the roof, and some good characters around the joint. They had a couple on playing a banjo and guitar that kept the well over 100 patrons happy. We were happy to have some tap beer and a bought feed of barramundi burgers and chips. Another few games of cards before the music came on and then the night ended up with a few brews back at camp and falling asleep to the late night revellers singing (and spewing ion the street) along to the music.
I am penning this two nights later in Katherine. I'll get onto that saga shortly. And I'll start posting photos once Suz arrives and puts the time into loading them onto this laptop.
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