Our guide has ample local knowledge and offers perceptive commentary. Guests were treated to fascinating insights as to how the Aboriginals would live and hunt using the native flora and fauna to survive along with interesting information about the life cycles of the area’s most famous wildlife, such as the crocodiles and eagles.
Our guide informs us that a buffalo has recently died and that the crocodiles have been feeding. As we approach there’s a definite reek but that’s soon forgotten as we scan from one croc to another and yet another. We count as many as 16 different salties in one small section of river and there could well and truly be more that we can’t even see.
With predators of this nature there is of course, jostling for position and some of the larger crocs make their dominance known. We watch on in amazement, coupled with a tinge of disgust, as a large crocodile rips his share from the carcass. He then tosses the rotting meat back and we see his solid throat move as he swallows. Whist it’s certainly not something for those with a weak stomach, I’m torn between my feelings of fear and absolute awe for these prehistoric creatures and it’s definitely a demonstration of the pure strength they possess.
To come within such close proximity of these mighty creatures in their natural habitat is quite awe inspiring and truly a remarkable experience. It’s certainly as close as I’d like to get to a salty in the wild and I’m thankful to be well away from the water and protected on board the boat.