Roper Bar

Roper Bar is a crossing point on the Roper River but the town (if it ever was one) has become non existent.  Last night we stayed at Tomato Island camp ground but, like other camp grounds in this region that cater to the fisherpersons, they are all but deserted. 

The water has cooled off and the barramundi and other fish have gone.  The fishermen are not having a good time.

Air Conditioned Bus

Lone Egret Waiting For a Fish

Morning Coffee Stop

Crossing Roper Bar

The Remains of the Roper Bar Police Station