Managed to make it to Lawn Hill National Park just as the rain clouds started to gather and the threat of the dirt roads into the park being closed once again. We were determined to make it to the campsite that night rather than being rained in at the nearest roadhouse which looked like one of the least exciting places you could come across. Luckily we did as it then poured all night and most of the next day ensuring that all roads in and out of the park were closed. Camping in the rain really has very little in the way of positives - nowhere to escape from the wet and 3 hyper kids...
The boys of course were totally unfazed by the weather and managed to entertain themselves for most of the day in the huge mud puddles building cities and islands. Boys and mud - they never grow out of it... Michael also spent most of the day digging little channels to redirect the flowing water away from the tent!
Another day passed and the sun started to shine....everyone so excited! We raced off to Lawn Hill Gorge for a day of canoeing - this is what we had been waiting for and did not disappoint. The gorge was incredibly beautiful and peaceful. I managed to draw the short straw on the upstream leg of the journey and shared my canoe with Harry who treated it like a pleasure cruise - feet up and not much paddling! Too much hard work for him - his arms ached etc etc. Ollie on the other hand paddled his little heart out just like Huckleberry Finn!! It was great fun and well worth a couple of days camping in the rain!
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