I got up at the crack of 9.30am to be greeted by an almost empty campside (previously heaving). All the caravaners had long since gone, racing to the next place to get a good pitch (and start their adjusting). Three Irish girls in a van that kept Liz up were still there.

We needed to do some shopping, a thick quilt, and because housing it meant deflating the air bed an air bed pump also. Liz is liking her little tent, she can almost sterilize it with some bug spray before she goes to bed (she hasn't been bitten in it).

We headed West. Like the Wizard Of Ozz Katherine is a cross road, one road going round Aus and the one going through (North, South, East and West). Liz (navigator) still tried to send us back to Darwin on the wrong road.

We are just below the tuft of hair under the dog eye (imagine a Aus map). To get to start of it's jaw line was a full days drive. We set off to an ever ending scene of red soil and small trees. Anything other that this in this part of the world makes it a National Park.

We stopped at the first set of hills (Gregory National Park) and did a pleasant walk up some red sandstone enscarpments. Where we parked the car, was probally the biggest motor home I have seen (no kidding it would be classed as a long vehicle back home).

We ended up in Timber Creek campsite. Like it here - it is less anal than the norm. Bushy Dave was telling me that at most campsites he is not allowed to lean his bicycle against a tree in case it scratches it.

There is also some camp interest: a large group of fruit bats, a boabab tree and a creek full of crocs that they feed. Got the dust off my good camera and went down (boy is it nice to be taking some pictures again).

I have seen crocs before but the setting and light in this creek gave brill photos.

We are avoiding the pub here - though it is sure to be full of the wierd and wonderful. I went off with the torch to see what I could see in the dark. Incidently a good way to see the spiders and fish - their retinars (or something) reflects the light back.

Liz has just gone to ask one of the others campers a question about what we can take past the Northern Territory - Western Australia border. That's it she is stuck talking.

Best day in Aus? Well I am sitting with a nice warm beer, evening cool and I cannot see a do/don't sign. I seem to be less grumpy about Aus than normal - so perhaps it is.