Our first stop on the road to Daly River saw us pull into the little town of Adelaide River. With no fuel needed our main reason for the stop was to once again enjoy a relaxing walk around the immaculate gardens of the Adelaide River War Cemetery. Kylz and I have visited this park before but it is always a nice place to pull up for a bit of a rest and some quiet contemplation of the efforts and sacrifices made by others during the earlier war years. The plac...

Finally the time had come for us to say good-bye to Darwin and head south towards Litchfield National Park. We had all enjoyed our time in Darwin and hopefully it won't be too long before we once again find ourselves up this way. There were some attractions that we still did not drag ourselves along to and therefore will be on our list for the return visit. The fairly new and very popular wave pool and water park was one such place. Having huge man made wav...

Packing up and leaving the Merl campground seemed a bit of a shame to me personally. We had all enjoyed our stay there and the afternoon sightings of barra and mullet being chased by the local crocs had been a real highlight for all of us, and the girls had especially enjoyed it. Apart from the mozzies giving us a bit of a hurry up it was quite a good place to spend some time. The fact that I had been unable to bag a barra I think was my main reason for feel...

Our first stop in Kakadu was the Mary River Roadhouse. We had left Katherine and turned onto the Kakadu Highway at Pine Creek earlier in the day and had a fairly easy run into our first Kakadu camp site. Mary River Roadhouse as its name suggests has the usual fuel, take away and tourist info. It also sells your Kakadu park pass. $25 each for a two week pass and kids under 16 are free. Seems alright to us as there is a fair bit in the park to enjoy, and if ...

Packing up and leaving the Three-Ways was something we had all been looking forward to since completing our little holiday back to home. It was made all the more enjoyable by grinning like an idiot every time I saw a NSW number plate or got a comment from fellow travellers about the resounding victory we had witnessed the night before. That's right the mighty maroons had smashed the blues and enabled all us travelling cane toads to hold our heads high for yet...