We rolled on to the ghost town of Jabiru. They are no longer mining, but may process the stockpiles already mined at some future time? Celeste the ranger was not sure exactly if or when the activity would stop. The caravan park had an excellent pool here.
Next day, we went to Cahills Crossing and Ubirr. 3pm at the crossing, the water was up at 0.8m. The crocs were swimming over the causeway, mouths wide open, sensing to snap fish.
It's tidal, so when it's down, it is easy for cars to cross. There was a queue there waiting for it to go down. Wouldn't want to try out the 3pm torrent.
At Ubirr, there is loads of petroglyphs, paintings from thousands of years ago, such as the thylacine image here at the right, up until recent times, for example ship images recording first contact. So the images are a continuous change of news, laws, how to live, reinforcing songlines. Songlines are like a map, showing how to get places, where to find water and food, where to avoid eg sickness country (uranium rich areas).
The images are quite clear, telling stories of dreamtime. One guide in Alice told us he does not like this label, as they believe it really happened. In my current opinion, they're like bible stories, giving reasons and ways to live correctly.
The lookout at Ubirr is spectacular.
The sunset was magic.
Caught Lou without him knowing...
Marie.
Sunset at Ubirr, as featured in the movie: Crocodile Dundee.
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