Cape Tribulation
There was this traveller who turned up in oz a few years ago. Some guy called chef or something. Anyway, he bumped into this cape (litterally) which set off an upsetting chain of events, holes in ships, trapped in rivers etc etc so he decided to call it Cape Tribulation. In honour of this history my trip to cape 'trib' began at 7.15 on tuesday with its own mini modern day tribulation, when i sleepily checked my watch (having not long returned from the notorious 'woolshed'). To my dismay, what my watch told me was i only had 10 mins to shower, dress and pack before my bus turned up. Its amazing what you can do in a short space of time, running round a hostel, half dressed, soaking wet and shouting at the bus driver that i was indeed awake and raring to go.The journey led up the winding captain cook highway out of cairns, firstly through countless sugar cane fields and then into the dense rain forest of north queensland. Crossing the Daintree river we were bundled out of the bus to enjoy a 'crocodile' cruise. Grasping my bottle of water and in dire need of a full english cooked breke i gingerly stepped onto the boat. Unfortunely due to the rain and wind etc, the crocs being sensible creatures were happily keeping snug nowhere near the river bank and well out of site. For the first half hour we saw nothing but trees but then just coming back to the jetty we saw a large male croc in full view. I was highly suspicious of this uncroc like behaviour and suspected that this is the blow up plastic croc the tour operators place on the bank for these kind of days. In order to prove me wrong the thing started moving its head from side to side menacingly so it must have been at least partly mechanical.Cape Tribulation juts out into the coral sea and is flanked on each side by pristine white beaches, which in turn are backed by rainforest which grows right up to and onto the beach. Stewn across the sand are the bizarre patterns created by sand crabs which burrow down throwing out small pellets over the beach. Between the beach and the sea dead coral reef stands proud of the water, creating a hard, porous and almost lava like promonade along the waters edge. I was staying in a cabin next to the beach and spent my time just exploring the area on foot. On the second day I walked to a water hole in one of the creeks a couple of km into the forest where I swam and jumped from an outcrop into the pool below.
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