We had a great night besides the River, Gary had a fish - no swimming as big Salties in this part of the river. After dinner and a bit of stargazing we all walked down to the river with torches to spot the crocs. I was petrified - too many sets of red eyes for my liking, At one stage a bug made Alison move and she knocked a rock - I wouldn't be surprised if you heard my scream in Sydney! Gary started the day with a fish - caught a small Barramundi then lost a big one. We had a leisurely Sunday brekky then Gary discovered we had done a rear spring hanger - which had torn the spring hanger and partially torn the chassis. He was able to cut down a wedge of wood from a tree, wedge it between the diff and the chassis, secure it with a rope and some cable ties. This has given us a sporting chance to make it back into Kununurra for a repair. We used the Sat phone to call a friend ( Chuckie) who rang around to find us an engineering place in Kununurra. We couldn't continue on the Gibb without a repair as they will have to plate and weld the chassis. Fortunately it is only about a 100 kms back to town, we are halfway there as I write. If you are reading this we made it as - as I will he back in internet and phone range and will be able to upload the last couple of posts for the blog.
Letting down tyres at beginning of Gibb River Rd
Gary fishing on Pentacost - photography Greg and his Olympus birthday present
camera!
camera!
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