May 1, 1999
Driving, driving, and yet more driving, brought us to Katherine, a small dull town
situated next to a large, heavily populated National Park and tourist attraction. Mike and
Rochelle spent the afternoon enjoying the lovely park and huge gorge, while Jeff, needing
some time-out, spent the day in the van reading, and napping. Mike and Rochelle rented a
canoe and paddled, with all their might, upstream to a small water hole and falls. Mike
jumped from the rocks above into the pool with fervor. The falls refracted a colorful
rainbow and we took advantage of the large flat slabs of rock to absorb the sun, and
develop further, an already plentiful, bronze coating on our bodies.
After this, we, as if you couldn't guess, piled into our van, Pavlova, and were off.
All too often this trip was marked by an arrival at a lush beautiful spot, a quick
photo-session, an even quicker departure, and punctuated by a long flat paved road
speckled by a dotted line and the occasional road kill.