We broke our Landcruiser in Kakadu

A loud bang, 31 km of corrugations to go, and Pumba’s trailing arm bolt had fallen out, our weekend just got interesting. With ratchet straps, some creative engineering, and a painfully slow crawl down the highway, we made it to Katherine. After a tense wait and a bit of local heroism from Tom (and his dogs), a spare bolt appeared, and Pumba was back on the road. Adventure, frustration, and kindness all rolled into one unforgettable repair story.