Just imagine! You are pleasantly tired from a big day on the water. You've just had a refreshing shower, and an equally refreshing drink. (Perhaps you have you feet up - your choice!) You are sitting comfortably in the bar area of Munupi Wilderness Lodge, perched high on a cliff. A few moments ago several Magpie Geese flew straight over head, flying in a single "V" towards their roost on Bathurst Island, now a mere silhouette in the approaching twilight.

Yesterday at this time there was a school of dolphins, ranging from a big dominant bull, a few anxious parents and a couple of their young, having a training session feeding on a school of fish, right in front of the Lodge. 
Today the tide has gone out a little further, exposing the big sandbank further up the straight. There, as you now expect, lies the big saltwater crocodile, sixteen foot if an inch, also enjoying the remains of the day.

Suddenly the silence is broken by a sharp "crack" as a big barramundi terrorizes the mullet population who are desperately seeking cover in the mangroves at the foot of the cliff. "BOOF!" Woops, too late! The sun has nearly gone and the orange mackerel sky is slowly turning to a deep crimson red, causing the whole world to gradually glow a vivid pink: even the air seems to be taking on a new dimension.

A chorus of Lorikeet Parrots that has been providing background music high in the palms all day, slowly draws their symphony to an end. 

All is well. 

A lonely pair of brolgas float effortlessly past, just above the tree line, seemingly enjoying the moment more than with any fixed destination in mind.

On the green grass in front of the Lodge, that is no longer really green, three small wallabies have come to share in the quiet time before dark. 

Suddenly the silence is broken, as the host Michael Benton sings out from the bar. "All drinks on the house!"
Sorry, just kidding!