The Road to Gunlom

We ummed and ahhed a while over what we should do with our last couple of days.

It seemed like there were some nice lagoons near Cooinda but we didn't much fancy camping there with the whole mozzie thing, and we fancied a bit more 4WD action (Nicole did very well driving back, I managed not to bite any nails).

We also wanted to actually stay somewhere for more than a day, so we stopped off in Cooinda for petrol and an ice cream and cash (although I forgot that minor detail) and headed down another fearfully corrugated dirt road to Gunlom, with the idea of staying there and the next day 4-wheeling it to a place called Gimbat.

We got to Gunlom in the late afternoon and after pitching the tent went looking for the local croc-free billabong.

Which turned out to be just a couple of hundred metres away from our campsite... and it was rather amazing: a rock-lined lake beneath another one of those imperious cliffs over which spilled a waterfall, its spray echoing around the cliffs which lit up red us the sun went down.

And with the full moon hidden behind the cliffs the night sky was quite something.