It's rest day between camping. Jue has checked us in to a nice hotel, we've showered, washed clothes and the girls have watched way too much Sponge Bob Square Pants on cable television. We're keen to see what this town has to offer but it's 97 degrees Fahrenheit outside - so we just do what everyone else is doing... and that's toobin' down the river. The water is cooling beers and the edge is busy with tatooed teenagers smoking, swearing and spitting. Groups head off with eskies tied to their inner tubes. After we've refreshed ourselves (looking out of place in our sun cancer aware get up) we are ready for the next National Park.
