On Friday morning Narelle and I went for an hour and a half hike from the resort, around the edge of the lake, to the bluff for a different view of the lake. The weather was fairly cool so it made for a pleasant hike, apart from my bare legs getting stabbed by spinifex stalks.
We returned about ten, then spend the next few hours lounging around, not doing very much other than reading and eating.
Glen and I went on our Lake Argyle Sunset Cruise at about 2pm with a full boat of other travellers. We saw short-eared rock wallabies (who hang out in groups of threes), crocodile cove (featuring freshwater crocs only), and then more than seven seven-spotted archer fish. These ones weren’t as well trained as the ones we’d seen in El Questro and weren’t as keen to shoot for the bread we were holding out.
We learnt about about the building of the lake and the Ord River Irrigation Scheme, as well as seeing what the original size of the river was compared to what it is now. What struck me though was all this talk about the Duracks and the relocation of the historic Durack Homestead but absolutely no mention, no matter how fleeting, about the local aboriginal people and the sites and loss of country they must have experienced. I’m going to look it up when I get home but it seems inconceivable that a large section of a river would not have multiple important sites along its banks.
We sailed around for a bit longer and then stopped for a swim and afternoon tea. The clouds and the wind were in so it was looking a bit chilly but there was water and I didn’t want to miss the opportunity so as soon as the skipper said we could dive off the side of the boat I was in.
My dive was not nearly as graceful as I would have liked and so my belly flop was large, painful and splashy. The water was warmer than the air outside (about 25°) but I didn’t stay in for long. Glen joined me for a bit too which was great.
We all stood around for a while chatting and eating, while waiting for the sun to go down. Unfortunately the clouds got in the way so we missed that but on the boat ride back we saw a full red moon rise, which I thought was even more impressive. The redness eventually faded and it looked more like a peri-peri flavoured rice cracker.
Back at dock, we boarded the bus back to the resort, collected Narelle, and went for dinner at the restaurant with the AFL match on the big screen nearby. Don’t ask me who played.
Another day done we were again in bed by 8:30 and I was zonked pretty soon after.
Travels with Dan 
What do you say, eh?