Late last night we could hear some atrocious singing and guitar playing- after several attempts to zone out it just kept getting louder and louder so ... If you can't beat em!

We headed over to a group of what we soon realised where young Germans - about 15 of them and the musician we discovered has been learning this past 4 months - explained a lot! So we then grew in empathy/sympathy and joined in - he was still dire though. We left them to it after an hour - the Craic wasn't that great - actually, it was pretty dull but they seemed to quiet down after our visit.

So, we made tracks today in search of our next campsite in the Blue Mountains national park itself. On route we stopped at Glenbrook which is known for its natural pools, one aptly named the Jelly Bean pool. It's set in the bottom of the mountains- stunning and all enclosed and croc free - Matt had a swim and Jacq sat reading Jack Higgins "a prayer for the dying".

We sat for about two hours and then ventured off to the "red hand caves" also in the park area - it a cave with stencils and handprints of aboriginal tribe folks first one laid dating back to the 1600s - it was pretty special to stand there and put your hand in those prints. Thinking back to what was for them a home that we now refer to as a wilderness…certainly makes you think about how much we have evolved.

We then made tracks for the campsite and pulled up to Bents Basin national park around 7pm. Cracked open some cold Rose and Matt lit a fire strumming a few tunes - such an awesome starry night right in the bush - beautiful! Jacq hasn't a note in her head but she carried on regardless, it was a great night, we just love the freedom of it all.