Sunday slow day not much happening except a bit of long overdue schoolwork and hanging about. Matt drove the kids to check out the WWII plane wreck back near Kalumburu, not much left there. If we’d had the energy we would have rattled a 4hr return journey to a waterhole recently opened to tourists for a swim, but couldn’t be bothered. From all accounts it was a pretty nice place, sometimes a bit tricky to find with a signpost regularly knocked over by a few ...

After a bit of a long still night listening to the resident bats flap between our shady trees overhead, we commenced doing very little for the day. The big boys and Matt were booked onto a fishing charter after lunch which only had 3 spots available, so some disgruntlement and negotiations ensued about who was going and how we were going to make it up to those that missed out. I happily spent the morning sitting up at the washing machine and speaking to Mum and A...

We awoke to more screeching but not so terrifying now we know what it is. Bacon and Eggs for brekky at start of a long day ahead, raced the caretaker to the eco-toilets (hand pump flush like on a plane) to go before he completed the morning maintenance procedure (consisting solely of hosing out the entire structure for 10 mins with a fire hose). I really wanted to check out the rock art on the way out and managed to persuade our driver to stop. The rock art was a...