After a hurried breakfast and making certain I had all things properly packed, we took off to Darwin en route to visiting the largest terrestrial park of Australia. Considered to be the living testimony to the rich and diverse cultural heritage, the Kakadu National Park in Australia had us all excited, especially my son who wanted to know what all animals could be found there.
Getting to Darwin and then driving the two hundred and forty odd kilometers to the park didn’t dampen our spirits. We checked into one of the many accommodations available in the park and after freshening up, we took a stroll around the place. I soon realized that this place had an astonishing diverse environment, which in turn supported a diverse range of flora and fauna. This is an extremely rich place for a photographic enthusiast and I was glad that my gadgetry hobby made me get one of the most advanced cameras, especially for this trip. But before venturing into the wide open spaces of the park, I intended to find out more about this place, its people, culture and heritage.
The Aborigines, I was told, were the traditional owners of this place and have had it for more than fifty thousand years. The rock carvings and cave paintings bear proof of this extraordinary symbiotic relationship between man and nature. There was a deep spiritual connect between the land and the people, which is revered and protected even today, through the venture of this park. Interestingly, the management of the park is a joint venture, with the Aboriginal representation, the original owners forming the majority. The diversity of the place is extremely complex, with an ecosystem that supports an abundance of life forms. With my son tagging along, we clicked as many shots as possible of the varied animals in their natural habitat, from the salt water crocodile, to the black wallaroos and the short eared wallaby, all captured for posterity. Another bit of important information I gathered was that, large areas of the park were not accessible to outsiders, except the traditional owners and the park managers. Guess this is how the sanctity of the park is maintained.
All good things come to an end and as we moved out of Kakadu National Park, I was content that much of it was secured in my camera.