Woke up from a better sleep then before. I think we're getting used to sleeping in the van. We spoke to the Ranger about the road to Jim Jim. He mentioned it had been graded about 2 days before. So we quickly cleaned up and headed off. We dropped into Cooinda to get fuel and ice before starting the trek to Jim Jim.

The first part of the voyage consisted of about 50 km's of dirt road. Although the road had been graded 2 days prior it was still rough as s*** and fkn dusty. The last 5 km's is only accessible to 4WD's but I'm sure some adventurous backpackers in 2WD vans could make it through. The tack consisted of soft sand, corrugations and a few creek crossings. Once again the mighty Delica pulled through with flying colours. It did bottom out on a few rocks but hey, its a 'renter'.

From the carpark it's about a 1 km walk to the falls. The track is pretty full on, you're mostly climbing over boulders the majority of it. It definately made me consider the whole grey nomad lifestyle. You would definately struggle with this if you had had a hip replacement or suffered from arthritus. What's the point in travelling around Australia if you can't get to some of the more remote places. Any way, the walk is so worth it.

You end up at a place they call the Beach Pool. It has beautiful white sand and crystal clear water. The cliffs tower up around you and it feels quite surreal. If you continue on you end up at the base of Jim Jim Falls. There is a plunge pool at the base of the falls that is so deep you can't see the bottom. The water was absolutely freezing but Brenden braved it and swam around and put his head under the falls. Jodi swam for about 10 minutes after taking 40mins to convince herself to get in the water. We spent some more time back at the Beach Pool before heading back to the carpark for lunch.

On our way back to Kakadu Hwy, we contemplated heading to Twin Falls, however we thought that would be a good excuse to come back in the future. We stopped back into Cooinda and spent some time at Warradjan Cultural Centre. Again this had some great Aboriginal history on display.

We ended up staying at Mardugal 1 camping ground for the night. We walked down to the boat ramp around dusk and saw a pretty big salt water crocodile. It probably would have been about 3-4 metres long. Jodi (wisely) spent most of her time about 12-15 metres back from the waters edge. We cooked and ate dinner while smashing about 5 beers down before passing out fairly early. All this walking takes it out of you.