We decided that we didn’t like Lawn Hill National Park camping ground the way we love it by the Gregory River, so we declared a rest day.

Queen Muck had to come down to reality, last night’s dishes had to be washed, I was almost sorry that I didn’t have more washing up to do – the view from my kitchen window is wow, pandanus & a flowing river.  The washing had to be done too, down by the river beating the clothes on the rocks  (poetic licence here).

Last night we heard not too far from the camp a car go fast & a bit too late for Grey Nomads. This morning when we went for our walk some of our neighbours told us that 2 very drunk young Aborigines wrapped their unlicensed Toyota Hi Lux around a tree last night, further along the river – lucky they walked away but the car and the tree is a mess.  Even in a little heaven some bad things happen.  It was such a nice day otherwise, we explored the small island from across our camp and collected wood and had potatoes in the jacket from the embers and BBQ steaks.  We think that we might just stay here tomorrow too.