I found this to be a nicely paced day. Up early and out to Chamberlain Gorge by 7:30am. Then a swim in the thermal pools, lunch in the restaurant, then the rest of the arvo to ourselves.
This was the sort of cabin that we all had - Queen bed, two singles and an en-suite. A tiled en-suite. It was a bit of a hike to the bar, etc, but such a joy to wake up to the birds, go to the door and see the sun come up against the backdrop of that typical Kimberley hillside.
I think I have said before, that the guides we had were knowledgeable, articulate and very personable. Dale was our National Parks chap. Kathy was our skipper, and Christina was on her first cruise, being on a Working Holiday from Germany. The bacon and egg sambo I could have done without. Champagne is not my poisson of choice. But I hoed into them both, and washed it down with good strong cawfee.
And how about drifting down here early in the morning? Just fabulous. I know I said that Geike Gorge was my favourite but I suspect that was because it was first. This was gorgeous, too. Every so often there was debris from the Wet up high somewhere, but it was harder to see the damage done by the Wet Season in this gorge. The reflections were a knockout, but I cannot show you ALL of them!
At one point, the engine was cut and we were given pellets to hold over the edge for the fish. They would shoot water and you would get such a surprise that you would drop it. Very effective. Some of the fish were very large - especially the barramundi. My photos of that were useless. Go see what Diane managed.
We did not see many marsupials at all, but this rock wallaby was a treasure. He even performed for me! All the cruise 'boats' were this sort of flat-bottomed craft.
We then went over to Zebbeddee Springs before it closed at noon so the big-wigs from El Questro Homestead could have exclusive use. I guess if you pay a coupla thousand a night you can expect that. The water comes from deep within the earth and is 32C all year round. The vegetation is mostly Livistona Palms, Wild Mango and Swamp Bloodwoods.
And to close, the flower after which our bus was named: The Kimberley Rose.