Bitter Springs

Left Katherine early to join the queue at Mataranka Caravan Park. No bookings taken so we all just had to wait and see how many people left.
We were fortunate and got the last  powered site.
Walked down to the hot springs ...34 degrees and as clear as bath water...a slight sulphur smell did not detract.
Set up so you got in ......floated slowly with a soft current to an exit point.....get out....walk up to the beginning ....and go again.
We were not the only ones without noodles.....but almost!

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