Darwin

My work under the musicians' witness protection scheme has taken me here.

My camera died just before this. Although repairable, the cost was only $100 shy of an upgrade. Grappling with the disposable nature of this modern world (and the high cost of parts and labour) I bought a new camera, so that I could have it NOW... for a visit to the crocodile farm about 40km out of Darwin.

Self-portrait in ute, with new camera.

A special feeding (for us) of Snowy the white crocodile. Not an albino, but (sans black markings) a blondie.

Positively prehistoric.

Poked my lens through the fence.

Our hosts - a croc guide, croc scientist and croc accountant... true!

Another lens-thru-fence opportunity... a real live open gob!

18-month-old baby crocs.

Inspection of one little fella.

They're all boys (controlled by germination temperature). Boys grow faster and can all-the-sooner visit Paris... as handbags!

...nabbed deftly by a lady employee...

...he's fine. He?

The trusty steed... dual-cab ute.

An inspection of termite activity somewhere OTHER than my home!

Roadside stall... honour system with money box.

Cute cocky...   at a shop full of unique curios on the way back.

Interesting, the 'no charge' annotation for clarification here.

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