Famous Beyond Yoondadadup

The dark cold night glitters with stars.

The waters of Yoondadadup (Lake Jasper) cradle ten types of freshwater fish, eight of which are endemic.

The waters of Yoondadadup ripple to the craarkings of eight wetland frogs.

The waters of Yoondadadup encircle the skinny legs of twenty eight waterbird species.

The moon flits away. The sun fingers the horizon.

It's morning!

In the HiLux, Arthur wakes up feeling stiff.

Elodie wakes up beside him.

Gaius climbs out of the camper.

Morning all, says Gaius. Early start today. Quick breakfast? We should finish off those smoked goods.

That was the coldest night ever! says Elodie. And the thought of cold smoked goods turns me right off for some reason.

Arthur, says Gaius. Why are you walking like that?

Arthur doesn't know. He looks down at his legs. The blood has dried in long trickles, which are currently cracking.

You need a wash, that's all, says Elodie. Go down to the water. Take this sponge.

Arthur takes the sponge and heads down to the water.

Shu and Sprocket emerge from the rooftop tent via the camper.

They too walk stiffly.

Dried blood, says Gaius. Follow Arthur. He has the sponge.

They follow Arthur to the shores of Yoondadadup, Lake Jasper.

They wipe off the dried blood with the sponge.

Raoul paddles by in the canoe that belongs to his father.

Tiny specks of blood float in the water. Raoul sees them.

See that. That's iron, says Raoul.

No one contradicts him.

Dad and me are leaving this morning, says Raoul.

So are we, says Arthur.

Look after my spider, says Raoul

I will, says Shu.

Your spider's in my documentary, says Sprocket. It'll be famous even if it's not a new species.

Am I in it? asks Raoul.

No, do you want to be in it? asks Sprocket.

Yes, says Raoul. You can film me canoeing.

Sprocket takes out his phone, and films him canoeing.

Lucky boy. He'll be famous as well.