Borroloola
Finally! After another 80 km (nearly 3 long hours) on these awful corrugations we reached Bitumen!! Oh, yes, and Borroloola. It was a very close draw, I assume. Just 5 km more on the Savannah and Martin would have bitten into his steering wheel... We found a nice campground and apart from one load of washing and making friends with the neighbours 4 dogs we didn't do anything for the next 2 hours. The afternoon went by with shopping, a visit to the local museum which was the oldest police station in NT (sorry, forgot the details) and more playing with the dogs (lucky Martin even got invited for a beer).
Next morning we decided that we need another day rest to fully recover from the horrors of corrugation. After we booked in for another night and drove 40 km (on bitumen - I wouldn't go on any other road today!) to visit Caranbirini Conservation Reserve to see the 25 m high sandstone pillars that make up a spectacular 'lost city'. Sarah did well on the 2 km walk around and through the 'city', collecting sticks, trying some free-climbing and telling us where to stop for a rest and Morning Tea :-) We also had a look at the waterhole which apparently provides an important source of traditional food for the Gadanji people (mussels, water lilies and turtles).
Back at the caravan park we did a thorough check and cleaning of the Jeep and caravan - everything is covered in red dust and sand. Welcome to the outback! Sarah enjoyed the break from driving as much as we. She was riding her balancing bike, practicing new hula hoop tricks, throwing ball for the dogs to fetch and relaxing with her Peppa Pig DVD (thanks, Anne & Viktor!)