Anyway, we camped near this same river and aquired our fossicking license ($9.50 for a family for a month) as well as hiring some equipment.
After a few hours of searching we had found a few interesting bits and pieces but nothing to really crow about. But it was fun and felt somehow really dreamlike sitting in the riverbed, sifting glittering sands and narrowing the world down to what was in the pan in front of you. I really enjoyed it!
And we had a powered site after ages of great free camping and we had all read The Hunger Games on this trip, so that night we set up our own outdoor cinema with gingernut biscuits and cups of tea and watched the movie on the laptop.
Such an occasion!
In the morning I tried my luck in the riverbed again but was quickly lured back to camp by a beckoning cup of tea. As I drank it I thought I may as well have a glance over the discarded heaps of 'wash' left by the camp. And that where I found this:
Then we were on the road again and with an overnight free camp at Delulu (" my my my Delulu") and then lunch and a quick shop in Gayndah (!) we arrived last night at Pomona, home of Polly, Mike and their boy Fred. Old friends, a few beers, lots of hugs, it's good to be here. Today we are going to climb this mountain which I can see now from their backyard.....