Feeding time, crocs can leap very high out of water to get to food

My plan was that our last trip would be to a crocodile farm near Rockhampton, I had a leaflet that had one of those maps that look simple and easy in colourful thick lines on a leaflet, but are utterly useless when it comes to the factual information on what road you need to take and the distances between the junctions. Anyone who knows me well will know that this is one of my pet hates; I need to have a good map with me at all times!
The tour of the crocodile farm commences at 1pm every day, and the farm was, according to the leaflet, about half an hour from Rockhampton. We had about an hour, so we weren’t worried, until time passed by and we seemed to be driving and driving and not seeing a single sign or clue as to where on earth we were in relation to our useless map. Just as I was about to blow my fuse, we finally spotted a little sign pointing right. We had to off-road it a bit on some unsealed road and incredibly at the end of this were about six cars all parked up at the crocodile farm. It has amazed me on more than one occasion on our travels here that you can drive for miles and miles with no signage whatsoever, guessing where you are going, and then when you get somewhere where you think no human life could possibly exist – there is a bus trip already there!