This is Buley Rock Pools in Litchfield Park. It is a   series of waterfalls and rock pools and crystal clear water completely free of crocs.

Florence Falls Litchfield National Park

(where's Wally)

 Wangi Falls Litchfield National Park. It is a massive rock pool fed by a massive waterfall. The tablelands above the waterfall are sandstone that acts like a giant sponge during the wet season and then slowly releases the water during the dry season. The waterfalls never dry up.
Michele swam over to this dramatic waterfall and made a valiant attempt to get under it only to be popped up like a cork.

A biblical moment - the burning bush

 A scary moment - it doesn't take long for a fire to spread as we found out driving through the park. These fires are part of the park management plan to help reduce more damaging fires.

A remarkably peaceful scene. Once the fire has finished its role, the flora starts to reinvent itself with many shades of green.

Rock formations inside the park.

The entrance into the beautiful Litchfield National Park is guarded by these giant termite mounds built by giant termites. Remarkably the mounds face true north and south ensuring the hot sun does not impact too severely on the inhabitants. Inside the mound is a catacomb of holes and tubes filled and compacted in many cases with grasses and straw as food lots.

This particular mound is 6.5 metres high and has been examined and found to be over 50 years old.

This is a photo of two Aboriginal (genuine ones) fishing in the old traditional way. The location is Nightcliff Beach Darwin. While we watched they speared a decent sized stingray.
Michele asked one of the Aboriginal ladies? seated under a shady tree nearby if it was Ok to take a photo of them. After a mumble grumble of sacred ancient language, the most sober of the group then demanded $20 for the privilege. Yeah right!

Before we left, one of the group asked for my bottle of water "Hey bro' you got some wadder for us"
I handed over the water bottle out of respect for the ancient ways and then the next one pipes up and asks "Hey bro' you got any ice with dat"

Nightcliff Beach in Darwin.

The coast is really dramatic in sections with rock formations we have not seen elsewhere. The water is crystal clear and inviting but we still can't bring ourselves to jump in and swim.
The Box Jellyfish and Irakanji are supposed to have moved away after the wet season but!

Its Wednesday 23rd May, which must mean new porn day.

We are travelling through the amazing Litchfield National Park and these signs kept jumping out at us.

Just to be on the safe side I thought it better to get rid of the stash. I only bought the bloody mag for the articles.

 The other day we had a fantastic swim in a location called Berry Springs about 30km south of Darwin. The natural springs are fed from the Berry Creek system. The first part of access is beside a rushing waterfall where you can struggle to get under it and look out behind the wall of water. There are two other entries into this beautifully clear waterway. It was deemed safe by the national park rangers, but you guessed it, they caught a 4.2 metre croc less then two km away making its way towards the springs. Lying bloody rangers.

Berry Springs

Berry Springs

Berry Springs

Berry Scary

Parliament House Darwin

Darwin is a contradiction in terms. It is a city but it is simply a large town of importance. This is the front of Parliament House, a beautiful piece of architecture that sits on a grandstand location overlooking the vastness of the Arafura Sea. 

On a clear day you can see the refugee boats leaving Indonesia.

In the main foyer there is a brass plaque located in the floor amongst the tiles to show where a bomb struck during the Japanese invasion of WW2.

There were more people killed during this attack then at Pearl Harbour. The same Japanese squadron was responsible for both attacks.

The only danger the Japanese pose now is their deep fried seafood platter down at Stokes Wharf which is a different sort of bomb - a cholesterol bomb.

Munitions Bunker

These are two of the many underground bunkers that stored munitions in preparation for ongoing hostilities with the Japanese during the war. They are located in the national park but unfortunately every man and his dog knew they were there so it would probably follow that the pesky Japanese had some knowledge of their whereabouts.

Munitions Bunker Garage Sale

Just cruisin' in Katherine Gorge

25' croc stalking our 9' tinnie just waitin' & watchin'. The airbubbles near the croc are from Michele swimming underwater to get my sunnies.
Luckily for her I had the camera and was able to get some good shots of the croc.