Towns River to Katherine
After Lorella Springs we weren't sure if we would find
another nice place to stay on this section of the Savannah Way. We checked out
Butterfly Falls which is in the Limmen National Park, but it was very close to
Lorella Springs and we didn’t feel like staying there.
So we got the generator out and enjoyed a morning
Cappuccino there and walked down to the water hole which is safe for swimming
and still flowing even this late in the season. Very nice.
We headed further north and stopped at Towns River, still
in the Limmen National Park. This was just a perfect place, we were able to
place our van right near the water’s edge, even though the river is full of
crocs. There is a 3m high cliff right along this area of the river bank, a
natural croc barrier.
We took the van off and dropped the tinnie in the water for
an afternoons boating and yet another attempt at fishing. I actually caught a
fish, my 1st this holiday. It was just a catfish, remember we didn’t
have any rods, so I was using a hand line and the only bait we had was some
leftover lamb. I'm sure barramundi don’t like lamb. Crocs do, so we were always
vigilant.
We could have stayed another night at Towns River, but
without rods and not enough water in the van it was only ever going to be a
single night’s stay.
Our next fuel stop was Roper Bar, where we had to fuel or
we wouldn’t have made it to Katherine. Diesel was a whopping $2.20/litre. Roper
Bar was just a store, but its right near an aboriginal community. They sold the
best steak sandwiches and burgers, well so the sign stated, but the one we saw
the local guys eating looked good. Certainly their hot chips were very good and
Jayne and I enjoyed some “junk food” the first we had for ages.
The camping around Roper looked really good, but we pushed
onto Katherine as to get out of the dirt, wash the car, van and clothes were
becoming important to us. As we were pumping the tyres up when we hit the tar I
noticed the front number plate on the car was lose. In fact it was totally
broken off and just sitting there. Another corrugation and we would have lost it
forever. How Toyota expects this number plate to be held in via the thin grill
is beyond me. So now the number plate is safely in the backseat.
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Katherine has aboriginals at their worse. They are drunk on the
streets, sniffing petrol, harassing us in the shops, laying in the streets and
stinking. Such a change from Borroloola it’s amazing.
Today we’re heading further west to Kununurra in Western
Australia. We’ll be stopping a couple of times along the Victoria River now that
we’re stocked up with brand new fishing rods etc.