Yes still in Crock country

Here we have a beautiful waterhole, we are hot and a dit dusty - a swim would be great...NOT

A quick scan with the binoculars and there he is  - a good 2-3 m human eater given the chance

This is what the track is becoming !!

The bridge over the Archer River

Heading over to Iron range and the country changes immediately once onto the eastern side of the range.

Lunch stop is a walk down to a river and see these Cluster Fig trees.

Its an Australian and SE Asia native - the fruits  in Vietnam are called Gular Figs eaten halved and pickled .

The Ovambo people use and distill it to make ombike a traditional liquor.

Here, in OZ only the possums eat the fruit

Our camp site at Chilli beach was pre-occupied so we camped at Weymouth Bay, so please we did.

Neil and Mim only opened their property in may for camping and have set up an exquisite site and top amenities.

The viewing platforms ideal for that morning coffee or afternoon drink and watch the dugongs and turtles swim by.

Unloaded the side by side ant took it for a run down Chilli Beach to the creek, in the hope of spotting the big crock that lives there.

I love these old Leichhardt Trees.

The root masses get a hard time from the ocean.

Back at the Weymouth Bay camp, we get an invite to Neil and Mim’s self built house.

We are intense chatting on the wide veranda when we turn around and see their collection of trophies.

Both are well travelled and Neils has done quite some shooting  of dear in Africa and Australia. All beautifully presented and each on its locally timbered frame.

This is the start of the Frenchman’s Trak.

In Russia these collections of items are called an Ovoo

( normally also adorned with Blue ribbons )

I added a coconut as our talisman for our travelling good luck.

Some skilled driving is required to straddle the many washouts.

The kinetic sub-frame doing its work.

Its remote as it is beautiful.

Checking out the down hill into the Pascoe River.

The first part is loose rocky iron stone

Then eroded sandstone.

Once you start this down hill drive you are committed to the River and beyond.

The depth is navel height about 1.1m.

We watched other street 4x4’s go through and all came out with wet carpets.

The isuzu DRY

The western out is rocky - first low and just walk it up

With the GX, quite a few times i was out with the chain saw clearing overhead branches

An almost obligatory photograph.

A few more smaller river crossings.

The Wenlock  River easy, but the steep climb through the dull dust slot - interesting.

Now camped up at Weipa.

No damage but a couple of memorable pin stripes courtesy of the Frenchman’s Trak