We opted for the BIG4 experience for our final visit to Alice Springs, before we headed south to Uluru and ultimately towards South Australia. The pools, jumping pillows, water slides, and constant activities have been fabricated perfectly to maintain a toddlers appetite for more, more, more.... Uncle Ross visited again for dinner at 'Our Place' this time making use of the camp kitchen facilities, and we even managed an evening out listening to a country music s...

Our Kakadu farewell was more like 'abandon ship!' as we fled down the Stuart Highway at 130 km per hour doing almost 1500 kilometres in 3 days. A late afternoon stop in Katherine for fuel, food and water, plus the all important pickup of a carton of wine won at the Katherine show, and then we set the compass to south. The sun settled behind the horizon as we pulled up on the Gowrie Airstrip to camp for the night. Gowrie Airstrip was the location my Grandpa was ...

I apologise for commencing a blog discussing the weather, but finding ourselves in Darwin in their hottest July on record was something else. Mid to high thirties during the day and dropping to 25 overnight, we had to struggle through some hot and sweaty nights. It was lucky that we had some special visitors from down south, who also happened to be staying in a lovely air conditioned villa nicely located 20 m from our camper. Grandma and Grandpa Wood had found a...

We left Adels Grove near Lawn Hill NP before the heat of the day took hold with one destination in mind... Hells Gate. We didn't know what was at Hells Gate, but it was the only possible stop on our route towards the Northern Territory about 300 km down the road. An early wrong turn found us surrounded by a herd of Brahman cows and a dozen aboriginal cowboys on horseback. They pointed us back towards an innocuous gate on the side of the paddock that was apparent...

We left Cairns after an essential stay at the holiday park to stock up and do laundry, but three days of constant drizzle and one significant down pour left everything wet and dank. Bern being Bern though, she donned the running get up and circumnavigated Cairns through the storms, meeting Steve and the kids at Rusty's to enjoy another post run crepe, and pick up some fresh food for the travels. Steve, not wanting to be left behind, pulled on the slightly damp jo...