Turns out there's a huge difference between dirt roads and dirt tracks. From the advise of some locals who were camping close by we went to visit some waterfalls. We wouldn't have normally attempted something called a dirt road but he assured us they were fine, just a bit of loose surface. He was right, the road was a little bumpy but the beautiful jungle like settings of the waterfalls were breathtaking and well worth the trip.
Our next spot we fancied staying was a little further around the coast but was down a dirt track (track being the word we're brushed past). After handling the dirt roads the day before we thought we'd be fine. Oops. We were bouncing about all over the place, and the torrential rain meant we were passing through some questionable puddles (not sure when it stops being a puddle and starts being a lake). There was nowhere to turn so once we'd managed the 5km of absolute gnarly driving we reached a water logged camping ground with only 4WD's with snorkles and all the gear to be seen. As the heavy rain wasn't easing up we thought we should make the trip back sooner rather than later. So we turned around and went for the crazy drive back. A lesson learnt, no more dirt TRACKS. And as for cod, we were very proud of him, he did really well even if he did come out of it smelling a little gassy and a little more textured.
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