Canal Creek – back to the tele track

“Mum and Dad, stop that arguing” says Sam from the backseat.  “We’re not arguing, we’re discussing!”  came the reply.  It was one of those mornings when you leave camp without a firm plan of what the day might bring or where you will go.  Sometimes those days are unreal, sometimes they are hard work.  Better sleep last night would have helped the situation, but at the end of the day it all worked out for good.  We found ourselves back on the old tele track, exploring some more creeks north of Sam Creek after enjoying the experience before.  We set up camp in an awesome little spot on Canal creek, about three metres from the water.  After helping out some fellow travellers with our sat phone, we swam all afternoon.  Nick unfortunately lost his new croc band in the water (in the fast flowing creek), and the search began.  Ben amazingly found it 2 hours later buried in the sandy bottom of the creek.  Just as well Ben doesn’t give up easy.  Nick was far more interested in poking at the turtle swimming by, and exploring the rock pools. (Ben – How could you give up looking, Nick had saved 50cents a week to pay for his $12.50 croc leather band, and he looks cool with it on)

crossing back over the Jardine River