Cameras were at the ready.

Over a couple of days we went from "the last 50m is like a tunnel", through "you'll probably get through" to the vital piece of information - there's some bamboo near the end.

A very mixed journey, this bit across dry floodplain.

Marred only by the myriad buffalo hoofprints in the track. Worse than corrugations at times.

Very pleasant.

The most difficult part at the southern end where it joins the Old Jim Jim Road was not so much the bamboo, that parted as we pushed through, but the gate posts as the track was on an angle and the gates really aren't wide.

The campsite is about 50m short of the billabong (unlike the day use area).

I placed my chair just where the ground began to be boggy (I know this as the legs sank) and spent the afternoon "watching".

It hung on to the lily stem long enough for a pic.

They had an interesting (we think) conversation and moved on when the cormorants returned to claim their spot.

We think it would be fascinating to spend a whole year watching the ebb and flow of water and wildlife as the land alternately floods and dries.