GOING BUSH IN GARIG GUNAK BARLU
It might be a local delicacy, but the long bum that we’ve just dug out of the mangrove mud is a hard sell, even after a solid roasting on hot campfire coals. Barramundi it ain’t, but the first-time-camping Victorian gals beside me don’t seem to mind.
They are off, nibbling on their chewy crustaceans with gusto and standing with spears ankle-deep in sticky mud, searching for crabs. In faraway Arnhem Land, our happy band of big city escapees is going decidedly wild, and there are smiles all around.
We’re on a bush tucker tour of sorts, only it’s with Garig Gunak Barlu National Park ranger Robbie Risk and it hasn’t cost us a cent. Robbie’s monthly excursion to Wuwurdi Billabong is an excellent little tag-a-long adventure that explores the mangroves around Caiman Creek. This murky waterway’s very name has us gingerly wading behind Robbie, watching
