Well the night before Russ and I being the beer monsters we are get our case of 24 for tinnies for the next 3 days. Its another early start and we are up again at the crack of dawn. Kat and Russ are both on the same tour and clare, beck and ben are going on a similar tour, but a bit later. Turns out their one was slightly better as they got to do a canaboree which is the aboriginal ceremony where they get their faces painted and dance round a fire. Clare said the womens dance wasn't very good, the mens one was better - typical... would love to have done that!
Our bus was the same as the Travis tour to Darwin. Our guide is Niles who is travi's best friend. They went to Venezuala together and he told us some great stories about travis. Niles looks like daniel day lewis so in my books thats another phaw. He has a girlfriend though and is 31. The only tour guide I have seen that drinks wine so we have gone from rum and coke heavy drinker Al, to Beer monster Travis, to red wine and culture Niles. What training these guys must have.
This group isn't a bit on the last thank god for Kat and Russ and the bear. There is a french guy that doesn't drink beer or wine and they all lcall him to his face the french frog - thought that was a bit near the mark but he was ok witgh it. His real name is arthur, no not king of the britons!
Next there was a girl from switzerland who was bnice and spoke many languages and a swiss couple which to be honest he was up his own arse. He had re-trained in marketing and i made the mistake of saying consultants are bullshit merchants and marketing is just bullshit really (exludign a few that I know of course). So then there was a long conversation of me trying to back up what I was saying based on a few that I worked with then take the other foor out my mouth. Think he was one of the bullshit versions though.
The tour was great we started off drvibng over the Fogg Dam which is wetlands ground. Saw a wild pig - they have been introduced here and they now have trouble controling them as they go through and damage all the ground cover for teh other animals.
Next a trip to the roundhole Billabong on the mary river for a boat cruise with the crocks. Saw crocks, salt and fresh, jabroos, sea eagles and lots more. Not impressed with the guide...MCP up own backside again. Only aussie i have taken an instant dislike to.
Oh and saw lots of smowy egrits.
Next was moline rock Hole - yep again I sleept all the way on the bus. Can't help it!
We watched the sunset while eating horrid piza flavoured chips but yummy bear.
Next was camp and dinner of lamb chops and suasages with niles secret sauce. He told us lots of trvais stories like that travuis gets bitten by everything. Snake croc...the lot. In fact he has a scar on his hand he tells everyone it was a basketball injury. Turns out was in local paper as got bitten by a croc. Toruists were throwing stones and agrivating it. His group came along loads of splashing by that time it was pissed off so he had to get infront while the group got out and it bit him. He got the piss taken for it by the other tour guides as he was in local paper getting with a bandage on.
Also he had a girlfriend that was quiet young. So nile was going to get a girl on his next tour to dress up iun pigtails and say when she had to introduce herself Hi my name is xxxxxxx I like tour guides. Unlukily for niles he didn't go on that tour so the joke never happened.
The best story I think was when they both went to venisula and they couldn't speak mucjh lingo so they were served this cleaned out rat type creature with rice. Niles went straight in as hungry and pigged out and then went back for more "as he says about everything it tasted like chicken". Travis on the other hand is not adventurous so took his time. When he did have a biote he went a fubnny coloyur and tears were comming down his face. He went outside then came back drank loads and kept eating the rice. Niles knew something was up but not what. Aparently they hadn't cleaned it properly and the bit he was eating was the stomach which tasted bad. Niles knows this as he was still hungry so travis offered him his and put it on his plate. Needless to say same thing happened to niles but they had to finnish their plates as to be polite.
He also told us that night to get someone from the netherlands to say "choose my side" and see what they say...will tell you later on that one!
That night was a quiet night. Only Russ and I were on the beers. Cat went to sleep and snored so loudly I had to pinch her nose to shut her up. That didn't work so I didn't sleep.
There were a nice couple from wales on the tour and a girl clled sue from sydney. She said I was more oziie than the ossies. That's becuase when we arrived straight away kat and i were cutting up veggies and doign stuff and then straight on the beers. She thought this is what aussie girls do they get straight into it. Probably because she was on the hot chocolate and coffee before bedtime. She just can't be an aussie at all. Very dippy and very much like a barby.
After breakfast was cooked for us by niles we set off leaving the camp as it was. Quite relieved to leave the camps the smell from the dunnie was something else.
Oh forgot to mention this crazy guy damien who is a tour guide for another company and turned up the night before and took the piss out of everyone but had some great jokes. He also played a mean dijareedoo so did niles. He was absolutely hilarious.
That morning we set off for motocar falls for a swim. Nice falls although not gushing. We all got in for a swim...I am gettign used to the freezing cold temp so was first in and then waited for kat.
We then walked on to karunchi falls and there were some who walked up the cliffs to a higher falls. I gave this a miss. Russ did ook funny he shouldn't have told me he was year of the monkey cos as he climped the rocks in his speedos there did seem to be an ape like quality.
Lunch was great hot dogs whiel the guys played a form of football. They just cicked the ball a bit, of sorts. But the hot dogs seemed to be amazing. Maybe I have been doign this swagging thing for too long.
Next is was walk to where croc dundee was filmed. The bit with the g string and the water flask. I have a photo of the tree. so it was a quick swim there. Very quick because a western brown was found at the back rocks and the tour guides all flocked there. One to have a look because alll WA tour guides are mad about snakes and the other so no one woudl swim near. So they basically kept us a bay and not to go near it. Did see other forms of lizard though. Monitor lizards.
Then we hiked up the hill to the lovliest swim at the top. That was great we went through a litl gorge which was a feat in itself. On the other side was this monitor lizard by its nest. Then we swam back and could go in the lower pool but by that point i was swam out so we went back to the camp where we started on beers again.
Patricia showed up on her tour with guess what nile's flat mate big rob. We had a chat and guess what I remebered as patricia is from the netherlands. I said to her patricia how do you say choose my side. So she repeated it and i didn't get the joke. Kat was quick on the uptake so she said patricia say it in the netherlands language...so she did and all we could hear was "kiss my cunt" sorry for the langauge but it was hilarious. She blamed me for settign her up but i didn't do in infront of all the group. Only Russ, Kat, and the welsh couple...it was funny though.
After that we had to say a quick goodbye as we were going on a night treck. This involved going for a drive for 10 - 20 mins then gettign to a petrol station, filling up and then going back again. Oh plus seeing a snake called a childrens python on the road. Kat, russ and myself amused ourselves by drinking beer. Oh and i found out they are both really tickerlish...ha ha!
That night it was only the welsh couple, russ and myself up drinking beers then patricia arrived. Kat went to bed 8.30 no snores this time. Patricia arrived with a guy from her trip who I will call stuttering stew. Eventually we gave up as it was all of 10.30 and went to bed. I saw the most amazing shootign star, it was more like a commet. i tried to tell the others but no one heard.
Day 3 after a bright start. Oh and i forget to mention when we arrived we had to move the whole camp 100 yards out of the smell of the dunnee because of a couple of fuss pots. Christ does anyone read the brochures about swagging it and the rough lifestle. I did sulk because of that but was fine as soon as Russ gave me a beer.
We go to see aboriginal rock art at Norlangi and the anbang gallery. You walk up these cliffs and inside is all sorts of rock paintings. When you get to the top you can see for miles. Its where croc dundee sleeps. That was an amzing view.
Next we go to Ubirr to see more aboriginal rock art. Then its lunch and a quick drive back so people can go to the market. Kat Russ and myself go for white wine and pizza plus get our booze for the next day deep fishing trip. Bec and clare join so do mark and shell and we eventually go back to the bar at the hostel then bed.