Wetlands at Yellow Waters, Kakadu Nat. Park
It is difficult to understand though, how absolutely stupid some fellow travelers put their lives on the line, fishing in shallow waters, standing knee deep in murky waters while casting their lines, totally oblivious to the fact, they are in croc country where crocs are the top of the food chain. They will also attack anything, regardless of size. Just because you can't see any, does not mean there are none in the vicinity. They can just drift up close and when they attack, it is usually at lightening speed. Chances to get away in time are usually slim...
Crocodile - waiting, perfectly still...
I am also impressed with Aboriginal Art, painted on rock walls, usually under overhangs where thay have been protected by the elements for thousands of years, some of course have been damaged by seepage of water over the years. In this context, the places of Ubirr and Noorlangie stand out, the latter also impressive because of the surrounding escarpment of giant rocks, unfortunately difficult to photograph from most places as you stand much too close to appreciate the sheer size of the range.
The worst about Kakadu are the small creatures that abound in the wetlands, Moskitos. Plenty of them wherever I travel, one of the people called them extremely "friendly". Despite a liberal application of Repellents, they will still find spots on your skin where they land to suck your blood. Plenty of spots to scratch afterwards.
Back in Darwin it is still surprising that there are vitually no Mossies or bush flies to bother you, yet still temperatures in the low 30s and high humidity, a cold glass of beer will have condensation running down the glass in minutes.
Looking across Fanny Bay, Darwin, on a receding tide.
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