Report June 8
The sun rises above the river, where our bedroom looks out. Good morning! Dirk opens his office on the porch.
Bevin had told us last night about his toy box and he showed it to us. Motorcycles, with and without sidecars, are cars and the A-Ford that he had brought us.
After the delicious breakfast he took me for a ride in his Cadillac. Very nice, his radio played music from the fifties. I enjoyed it.
We said goodbye and drove out their beautiful driveway where more than 150 palm trees stand.
We are now only driving on asphalt roads and that’s why Dirk sets the kingpin pins a bit wider, so that the T-Ford steers a bit more smoothly.
We drive so fast and all of a sudden we are at the sign “welcome to the Northern Territory”.
Just a photo moment.
We find a campsite in Timber Creek. There is a sign that there are crocodiles, but they do not come to the campsite (they say).