Katherine and Darwin
It's too early for the roadhouse to be open and anyway the adblue bowser is blocked by a road train, so with only a dribble of adblue in the tank we hit the road. An hour later we park roadside at a set of one way bridges where crocodiles are known to lurk and Droney is off on a mission. “Shit, I’ve lost it!” Ben mutters, droney’s gone offline and is somewhere over crocodile infested waters. I can literally hear Ben thinking about venturing into the long grass beside the river to search for the drone. But instead he calculates the last known position, peers into the sky, makes a few moves on the joysticks and w e hear Droney off to the south. With visual confirmation Ben directs him back to the van, another lucky save, but no crocodile sightings. The adblue light comes on, we stopped earlier to buy a gallon container of the stuff but there were no funnels to actually get it in the tank, but now we just need to find a way to get it in. So with some kiwi ...