Woke to a beautiful morning on the Towns River. Not a breath of wind and fish activity everywhere, so Joe and I had to throw a lure in the water. No takers but Joe did catch four fish in the bait trap. So one of the little fish went out as live bait, again no takers. It was soon time to pack up again to move onto a place called Lorella Springs.

On the way we stopped off at Butterfly Gorge. With a little imagination the place looked spectacular, the only things that let it down was the waterfall with no water and the stream with slimy stagnate water. Next onto find the lost city, luckily the Hema navigator found this task simple. The lost city is a group sandstone rocks that have been pushed up by the earth movement splitting the rocks into five meter columns. Sort of like putting cut line through a mango half and turning the skin inside out. After a 2.5 km walk through the dusty rocks in the hot sun it was time to move on to find water.

We pulled up at Lorella Springs set up our camps and went down to the creek to bathe in the warm spring water. Back at the dusty campsite the girls noticed that the donkey was being lit to heat the water for the showers. After waiting a while they went off to the showers, not much privacy, the amenities were unisex and the shower screens blew in the breeze. It was decided that it took two to have a shower, one to hold the curtain and one to shower.

Once spruced up it was off to happy hour, well a $1 off $8 cans it wasn't making me smile too much. We ran into the noisy Tasmanians that we met at the previous camp, swapped stories, laughed a lot and drank beer.