Leaving Drysdale River Station we head off the graded track onto a beaten one, where unforgiving corrugations threaten to shake the convoy to pieces. Our skilled drivers quickly find the appropriate speeds to skip over anything damaging, and we make our way towards Mitchell Falls.
Stopping at the King Edward River for a quick dip at lunch time, we collect firewood, pay our passes at the check-in point and arrive, dusty but happy at the campground.
Taking respite in the fact that tomorrow isn't a driving day, we retire once again to a swimming hole, celebrating the beauty of our surroundings.
