Friday 5th August – 12,943
Set off for Roper Bar. The road house there reminded me of a Chinese/Indian grocery/dept store. Bits of everything. We crossed the river, the boys drowned some lures, and the girls had morning tea. When a few lures were lost we packed up, came back over the river and headed south continuing on the Savannah Way. Not a very interesting drive, (for the passenger) maybe I should say comfortable (not) lots of dip a de doo dahs and whooop de dahhs, creek crossings, and bull dust pits. Pulled in at Butterfly Springs for arvos, butterflys galore – I have never seen anything like it (other than in a Richard Attenborough DVD) a delight to see. The French couple last night had recommended the Lost City campsite. On arrival we approved too. Malcolm was looking a bit bushy around the chin so out came the beard trimmer and scissors. Within minutes, Jamie and Lewis were hovering. My little helper was in with the comb and brushing Malcolm off, whilst Lewis lept off the parking bollards and entertained all. It seemed quite a source of amusement to Jamie that Malcolm had more hair on his chest than head. We finished up with a promise that I would 'tidy' up Lewis in the near future (with mum's approval).
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