Report 18 June
By BennoIn the night we hear the ominous cry of a Dingo, but for the rest we slept exceptionally well, with an emphasis on the outdoors. Since Thecla and I are probably sleeping under the stars every night in our sleeping bag. The overwhelming starry sky also gives you the idea to float between the clouds and star nebulae. The rising sun literally puts us on earth again, in the dust. We ride again and see another kangaroo hopping away. On the desolate route, groups of kites cross us, on our way to a knocked-down walibee. An eagle and raven are already eating breakfast at the cadaver.
Not much later a group of wild horses crosses us. The road also has many sandy places where the T-Ford with its rear side a pass on it, followed by clouds of dust. The Landrover feels all the better here and shivers with pleasure.
The dust is alternated with river crossings. The Landrover takes a test dive, followed by the T-Ford. In the river you get left and right vistas on small subcultures of tropical jungle, but so far no crocodiles. Along the way we regularly see other cadavers, including a bald buffalo. The bull skull with horns is a beautiful trophy and is included as a power mascot.
We make our camp at townsriver camp. In Dutch terms: (Camping red your butt) no water, only toilet a la poepdoos. I actually want to camp on the river, but the ladies find it safer to camp higher up between the bushes. I think it’s a bit exaggerated since we have not yet seen a croc with all river crossings.
Before nightfall I do a round trip along the river looking for birds, and to my horror I see a crocodile covered in rocks lying in the river. Glad that there are ladies …
