Of course the surface of Lake Argyle was barely wind ruffled as we cruised across it in the open boat. But the uncanny part was knowing we were metres above where the Ord River once flowed between banks way below us.What we saw as islands were once the peaks of nearby hills. We saw rock wallabies, photographed freshwater crocodiles, and held bread over the side for angler fish to shoot out of our hands.
Towards sunset we went for a dip in the silky water and watched the colours of the hills and sky redden around us. After we climbed back on board there were glasses of bubbly and snacks. A rather strange but memorable experience.
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