Turtle watching in Northern Territory

     I'm closer than I was at the conception of my two girls. Spread on the sand, commando-style, I see from behind as the colossal flatback turtle sets her up home.

     In the foothills of Bare Sand Island's hills, she rearranges and burrows, rearranges and burrows, showering coarseness over the watching gathering.

     I wipe sand from my face and smile at Shannon Lee, our young indigenous aide, who detected this level back from 200 meters away.

     As the sun sinks into the Timor Sea, we have the uninhabited island, four and a large portion of hours' voyage north-west of Darwin, to ourselves, put something aside for the odd laboring reptile