Spot X

Prior to leaving Melbourne we were given the "heads up" on a beautiful, special camp, a must do. So as we entered the Pilbara region we headed for 'Spot X", not the easiest of places to find, but well worth a few belly outs in the truck to get there.

Subterranean water percolates through the root structures at about 28-30 deg, then flows down amongst the paper barks as a pristine stream for a kilometer or so before it heads off into a series of small rapids. For 2 nights we hunted, gathered, swam & walked. A good call from our informer.

That's me with the wood. Once I had the oven on, then I hunted out a couple of big old crawfish for dinner. In a Steve Irwin type incident one of those big old crawfish did stick his barb into my calf a good inch, unlike Steve I pulled through with quality nursing. So crawfish was stuffed in the camp oven for dinner.

So should you be heading up this way & would like to visit this location, I will happily divulge the coordinates to you, a bottle of 15 year old single malt should do the trick I think, maybe a bottle of Moet for Annie too.

A snapshot from the poop deck of the HMAS Crawfish on patrol.