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Monday, 22 May 2017

Day 144 - Sunday 21 May - Litchfield National Park


Day 144
Sunday
21 May 2017

Darwin – Litchfield National Park – Mindil Beach Sunset Markets

We’ve been eaten alive, damn bugs!. With no air con at the moment, we are not protected by much at night and as such the mozzies are having a feast of us. Paul woke looking like he was covered in chicken pox. Lets just hope they aren’t leaving any nasty surprises for us.
The alarm went off at 7am and we were happy to rise and get on with our day. Once organised, we were in the car and heading to Litchfield National Park, about an hour to the front entrance. From the entrance you wind your way through the park, passing the town of Batchelor before your first stop, the magnetic termite mounds.
We pulled into the car park and then followed the markers to a boardwalk where you could see the very large termite mounds in the paddock. There was another mound, isolated by a footpath that allowed you to get a little closer and really see how big they are.

We made the decision to drive to the furthest point in the park first and then wind our way back via the same route. We continued for another 30min before we finally made it to Wangi Falls. There were a few people here taking in the view. We walked down the platform to the best vantage point. Two waterfalls cascaded over the rock face in the distance into a large lagoon at the bottom. You couldn’t swim in the pool though as there is still a salt water croc to be moved on.



Paul entertained himself with a dumb Aussie footballer who couldn’t help asking stupid questions, while I took photos of the scene before us, the mist from the falls just making it to our platform. Just before we moved on Paul spied a water monitor lizard appearing from a hollow in a tree, just clinging to the side and enjoying the morning sun.
We made our way back to the car and on to our next destination, Tolmer Falls. You can’t swim at these falls any longer due to the colony of ghost bats that inhabit the caves around the pool. The viewing platform is level with the top of the falls and gives a good view of the where the water comes from as it cascades over a series of rapids before plunging to the pool below some distance away.
We opted not to do the loop walk as it was getting warm and were eager to move on to our next spot where we could go for a swim.

Florence Falls was very busy though we managed to snag the last car bay. It is a bit of a walk to get to the rock pool, 165 steps down the gorge. There is a platform before you start where you can see the water of the falls and the pool below, we took this in and then we began our decent.






Once at the bottom we dumped our gear, clambered over the rocks and joined the others enjoying a refreshing cool off. Bliss. I was happy to sit on a rock partially submerged in the water and watch the kids being egged on by their dad to climb the rock face and jump in the water. It took them a while, but they did eventually.
Paul was getting hungry, so we crawled out of the pool ready to make our way to the top. I went to take some last photos almost standing on a water monitor who had emerged to sunbake on a warm rock. He had everyone’s interest as they jostled for spots to take photos.


Once back at the car, we grabbed our picnic and found a place by the creek to eat. The water was crystal clear here as well and you could see the small fish darting about. I also spied a bird of prey taking a rest in a nearby tree.

It didn’t take long to warm up again, so we packed up our things and moved on to our last destination, Buley Rockhole. Again the place was packed and we had to squeeze ourselves in, before making our way to the series of rock pools. I think this was my favourite spot. You had so many spots to choose from, rock edges, plunge pools or under the rushing water of the small rapids.





We chose the rushing water, though it was a bit of a challenge to get to the spot I wanted to be in. Once there, it was like sitting in a spa. We watched the other tourists and locals enjoying the spot as much as us before we reluctantly climbed out and wandered down the path along the edge of the rock holes checking out the other interesting spots.



Finished for the day, we were back in the car for 2pm and driving back to the van, an hour and a half journey. Once back we were wishing we were still at the pool enjoying our rock hole swim. We unloaded our gear and then made our way to the pool, trying out the one at the front of the park. Unlike the one in the middle, this one was deserted and we could enjoy a refreshing cool down in peace.
Seeing we were back early and not feeling too tired, we decided we would check out the Mindil Beach Sunset Markets. We changed out of our bathers, grabbed the camera and then drove 15min to the large grassed parking area set out for those visiting.
The place was packed with people happy to wander and check out what was on offer.  We joined the procession, wandering past the various stalls of clothing, jewellery, aboriginal art and various croc products. Next we had to tackle the food stalls, all the smells had our bellies going. I did my best to resist though Paul was struggling.


We watched a busking duo, Emdee, a young guy on drums and an older bloke playing 4 didgeridoos. They were incredible and highly entertaining. It was especially funny watching some local indigenous girls twerking away as they music played.
We made our way onto Mindil Beach where beach volleyball games were being played and people were enjoying the balmy night. I marvelled at the patterns made by the tiny crabs who had moulded sand into tiny balls as they burrowed into it.


We returned to the market, Paul now needing food, so we stopped for a quick Chinese takeaway and a tropical smoothie. We took our food to the beach where we could watch the magnificent sunset. The Red, orange and yellow glow was incredible. I even thought that one of the boats sailing around off shore was the one we are booked on for tomorrow night.


Once the sun disappeared, we went back to watch more of the busking. The young twerkng girls were given a run for their money, when grandma got up to join them and an older aboriginal bloke also got up to show us some of his more sultry moves. It was just all fun.


By the time it was 7pm, we made our way back towards home, I was ready for my barramundi dinner, though Paul was now satisfied with his Chinese. After eating and warming up the van with our cooking, it was back to the pool for a dip before bed. We both remarked on what a great day it had been.
Before going to bed we lathered ourselves in watered bi-carb in an attempt to take away the itch of our bites and hope it would allow us to sleep. 


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