Over a period of several minutes, the sky darkened and the sharp boundary between vegetation and water faded and vanished. The moon rose higher and the first stars appeared. Almost imperceptibly, the magic quietly subsided to nothing more than that of a beautiful tropical night. Yet the effect on us lingered.
We returned to the mooring half-an-hour later than scheduled. As we stood in the pitch dark and sticky heat, awaiting the shuttle bus for the short trip back to the campsite, nobody complained. Conversations were muffled. An owl hooted in the trees nearby. And the Milky Way glowed like a vivid white streak across the profound blackness of Space.
Kakadu National Park