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After waving goodbye to Kakadu we headed up to a place called Shady Camp, which had a man-made barrage built across a river, and which we'd heard was a good fishing spot. On high tides, saltwater rushes upstream, only to rush back downstream once the tide turns, taking gigantic barra with it as it goes. Or so the story goes.
We set up camp in the blazing sun, then went for a walk around to check out the fishing action (there was none, as it was low tide), and the crocodile viewing platform (there were quite a few, basking in the mid-arvo heat). That night we cooked on the campfire, possibly the most difficult dinner we've ever cooked, due to the thousands of bugs that kept kamikaze-ing into our frying pan.
The next morning we went down to the barrage again for one last look, and the tide was coming in. We decided to stay and check out the fishing action, a few people had turned up to fish, and later in the morning a few non-human hunters turned up too - crocs, pelican, sea eagles, jabiru - it seemed like something was gonna happen.
Lee fished on and off, and the tide spilled over the barrage and headed upstream, it was looking promising. More crocs were spotted, and the birds kept hovering around... any minute now... and then the tide turned. And nothing happened. No water rushed back out to sea, no barra washing over the barrage like they were supposed to. It was all over. BORING! Turns out it was another of those "you should have been here yesterday" moments. The story of our trip. Lee did manage to hook up on a few little barra on the freshwater side of the barrage, but they flicked him off just as quickly.
We left the wildlife to it and hit the road back to Darwin, a quick stock up before we venture west.
L & L
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