We are now in Kununurra which is the Aboriginal name for meeting of the waters and is in the Eastern Kimberley area (population 6000 getting bigger).

There are predominantly more Aboriginals here than anywhere else we have been but we are getting into the territory that still belongs to them. They are not spoken very highly of but they seem to be unemployed, noisey, abusive and waiting for the bottle store to open at midday. Took Ray by surprise as he was waiting in the queue with them. When they have bought their grog they disappear off into the bush with boxes of wine or sit around under trees along the roadside.

Apart from that it is a lovely place and we are camped on the edge of Lake Kununurra. There are two freshwater crocs called George and Mildred that come up to be fed every night but Ray and I still stand well clear as they say that the salties do stray to this part.

By damming the Ord River quite an impressive irrigation system has been set up and there are vast fertile plains growing manoes, bananas, melons, cucumbers and sandlewood trees (very lucrative appartently). It makes a welcome change from the dry bushlands and cattle and with the mountains being a gorgers as the backdrop it makes for excellent scenery. Argyle diamonds are also mined here. Trying to get Ray to treat me but he says he would rather go Barramundi fishing which is what he is doing today. I have day by myself, could have gone with him but due to the lack of toilet facilities on the boat together with my urgency in the morning after taking the blood pressure tablets, thought I might be a hinderance as I haven't quite mastered the art of peeing over the side yet!!

Ray's fishing rip was a highlight for him as he caught a small barramundi and two catfish, but he enjoyed the cracks with the other guys on the boat and the guide. Could not believe the size of the crocs and actually saw one dragging a cow up river but unfortunatey couldn't get the camera out in time.

The day did not end well for me as I had news that my Auntie Mabel had died and as some of you know she was quite special to me as she was my godmother and the last in my mum's family. At 85 and no quality of life it is probably a happy release but still gutted that I am not there. Rest in Peace Auntie Mabel.

Tomorrow a flight and river cruise so will be in touch.

Jen and Ray