What do I think of when I think of the Tip? Hauntingly beautiful sunsets day after day. We crossed the Jardine ferry mid morning, paying the exorbitant prices. $$ return. I get it - respect the earning potential and livelihood of the locals but still hard to justify that kind of cost for a 50m stretch of river. Into Bamaga, and first stop was the local supermarket and drive through bottle-o. 6 can limit per day which meant we’d be making regular visits!! We set up camp at Loyalty beach campground - right on the beach front looking across to the Torres Strait islands. The lads launched their Tinnys and headed out to Fish and lay the crab pots while we made for the beach bar! Fresh prawns and kiwi Pinot Gris in ice! Tino pai!! We filled 5 days relaxing, exploring, fossicking in rockpools, restocking and fishing fishing fishing. The local seisia wharf provided great entertainment at night - massive sharks, giant crocs and one croc versus shark encounter!! It was a pretty surreal experience to stand on the tip of Australia and look out towards the Torres Strait Islands. Not that it’s anything glamorous. One tiny little sign. I wouldn’t want anything too imposing on the environment but you’d think with the amount of money the tourists travelling to the Tip generate for the region that the local bodies would be inclined to put a wee bit more into it ... updating and upgrading the signage would be a good start! On our way back from the tip we decided to take a 4x4 shortcut to another resort for a swim and lunch. After lunch we discovered our friends had lost their license plate in a hole they’d gotten momentarily bogged in so we all backtracked. We found the license plate and got bogged again for our efforts!! The kids really bonded with everyone. They filledtheir days with their new adult friends different ways. Hunter and Liam got haircuts from the lads, summer got her hair continually braided (as we all did actually) from Sammy and Deano even attempted making a shell bracelet for summer!! It was a sad day when we left the Tele crew but it was time to move on. One last communal feast around a bonfire on the beach and then we bid our farewells and headed south.