Another early start to the day with a walk half an hour before sunrise down to the end of the Camooweal billabong & the old road bridge, again lovely as the birds woke up & started about their day.  We had a late breakfast by the time we got back from the walk & then it was pack up time.  We chatted to our neighbours for a fair while & they were keen to see the Karavan retract & pack down to size. We had a very warm farewell from our new friends (we only met them the day before). The next stop was the Camooweal Drovers Camp, which is a museum run by volunteer old drovers, very well done with a little bit of work to do yet.  We met the lady who did a fantastic mural outside the museum & painting  an even better mural inside, a lot of drovers sat for her, those portraits are just unreal, she deserves to wear the artists beret.  Jeff Simpson, an old drover, showed us around & explained all the bits & pieces.  Tereza took the opportunity to have a ride of the famous bucking bull, Murranji, to my surprise she stayed on, the crowd cheered and she lasted to the bell.

We took the opportunity to use the town dump point & while filling with water another Kimberley Karavan pulled in next to us.  We chatted for around an hour, exchanged different camp site information, places to see & to go, also discussed some of the differences we had between our Karavans.  A bite of lunch (only 2 places to eat, the pub or the road house – we were not adventurous enough for the pub) they have a Centrelink Office, the Post office is the grocery store as well ( it is a good idea all post offices should sell groceries, they are selling everything else) the museum and not much else. Then on the road again and it was just 2 pm as we crossed from Queensland over the imaginary boarder to the Northern Territory and there it was only 1.30 pm in the Northern Territory.  Another noticeable change, the speed limit is 130.  The roadside scenery changed as we moved further into the Northern Territory, the ground became richer red colour & the low shrubs greener.  322kms later we pulled into the Frewena rest area on the Barkly Highway about half an hour before sunset. Coffee, fruit cake, cheese & a nice walk, then we enjoyed a beautiful outback sunset with an old Southern Cross windmill as a backdrop.