Things are pretty easy going way up here at The Tip. It’s a busy life, what with all those fish to catch. The ocean here is the most tantalising pretty blue colour. But of course, no swimming. Our camp site in Seisia is right on the beach next to the jetty. The internet connection is frustrating to say the least. Last night it took hours (literally) to upload about 8 photos. Then when you’re in some extreme location that took many kilometres of rough 4WD tracks to reach, your phone goes off with messages and even phone calls get through.
I like the way they just park their helicopters on the beach next to the camping ground.
We saw this boat at Seisia, with their makeshift wind screen repair job – 1001 uses for Glad Wrap.
We are constantly warned about the crocs. It might be the staff at camp ground reception, fellow travellers or the millions of signs they have installed near every body of water on the peninsular. But somehow the locals seem to know otherwise. Below is a group of kids who spent hours in the water with a dog (read: excellent croc bait), or otherwise with one of the many wild horses that roam around the region…..
And I’m so relaxed I don’t even care about the small bug that just crawled into my laptop while I’m typing this. Just next to the H key. He might pop back out somewhere near W later. But maybe not.