6am 12.8 degrees but up to 19 by 8am so all good. The sun is hot as we packed up camp - no cold wind blowing.
Across the little creek as we continue along King River Road.
View of Mt Cockburn against the blue sky - looks better through my polarised sunglasses!
The King River twists and turns its way through the salt flats.
Stopped at a clearing to check it out - chocolate brown. Not sure what a barra would look like in this water.
Crossed a rocky causeway with the spillway of the Moochalabra Dam on the left. There was a photo on the info board showing it flowing over making a lovely waterfall. Beside that is the pumping station.
Crossed Moochalabra Creek then turned up the track to the dam wall. Criss-crossed over the creek a couple of times with water locked in lagoons. At the last crossing there is a track leading up to Aboriginal art so will check it out on the way back.
Crossed a rocky area then up the hill to the dam wall and information. 1st wall built in 1971-72 then built bigger in 1999.
Back down the hill to the art site. Only a short walk into the base of the hill and then a scramble over the rocks to the overhang. Found a few interesting ones but a lot were hard to distinguish and they were on the underside so I held the camera upside down to take photos rather than laying in the dirt! The caves look like they were cleaned out. Found one fellow asleep up in a hole.
Back out to the road then along the river. Good view of it from a pull-over area.
Continued along. Big hills on one side and the river on the other and the Cockburn Range in the distance.
At the crossing a couple had just pulled up for a fish.
We crossed over then went up the hill to the Prison Boab. Sad to think of its history but it is an amazing tree to look at - except for the graffiti but looking at old photos of it, a lot of the graffiti has been there a long time. The information sign has been removed. Put the camera inside and there were two hole up the top. All smooth on the inside walls. It is wide enough to sit on.
Had a cuppa in the shelter where more people have left their names!
The station further along up the other side of the river, Diggers Rest, is closed this season. There is a camp site on the other side near here too which is closed up. Drove up the road a bit for photos of part of the Cockburn Range.
Went back across the crossing (looking downstream) to find a camp spot for the night. We thought there would have been more people camping around here.
Pulled into one track and Steve went for a walk but it wasn’t suitable so on to the next one. We can get into this one so in we went.
Good site on the high bank beside the river. The river is running out - 11am.
Steve went for a wander with his rod but no joy, just muddy boots. The tide is going out now at a great rate of knots. I worked on my blog as usual - so much we have seen to write about.
32 degrees at lunch time - such a contrast to the chilly mornings.
2pm the water has dropped.
4pm the water is still flowing out. Steve cut some steps into the bank. The pop-eyed mullet are working their way upstream.
Erica rang - her treatment went well with no problems so they will head home tomorrow. That’s wonderful.
Sat overlooking the river for our drinks as the sun set and the chill came back. The river is now a babbling creek as the water bounces over the rocks below us. The lagoon to the left keeps its water level.
Steve had lit a fire so we moved to that once darkness fell. The International Space Station zoomed across the sky at 6pm. Cows are moaning across the river - maybe they have done a muster and they are all together. More satellites zoomed about as the sky is darker with the moon coming up later.
6.30pm the water has started pushing back up and by 7pm the narrow section is completely covered again so no more rapid sounds.
Into the camper for dinner.
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