Cape Trib

After the Ashram I flew north to Cairns and the travelled further north to the Dantree Rainforest and Cape Tribulation, entering the forest via a barge that is the only real entry to the Dantree, keeps out the hords keeps in the beauty. Crossing on the ferry our driver mentions that there are crocs that can usually be seen in the rivers, they all have names and are regular celebrities, seems we are not in Sydney anymore. Crocodiles the Yha of Cape Tribulation is a collection of Bungalow’s in the jungle itself surrounding an outdoor tented restaurant, bar and living room. Waking up to the sound of the pouring rain and looking out the window on the rainforest itself is quite an awing thing. My first walk to the bathroom underneath a tarpped walking path scared the bejesus out of me as a mouse, bandicoot and bush turkey waltzed by me as if everyone was all normal as they scurried about the bush . I spent the next day wandering around the nature reserve and rainforest park, wandering among hundred year old trees full of birds, rodent and plenty of creepy crawlies and imagining that this place look this way thousands of years ago as well.

This was followed by the most quite walk along secluded jungle beaches were if I was lucky maybe I passed a dozen other people who had discovered the little cove of Cow Bay like myself, It was a peaceful day by myself in a little slice of heaven. That eve I hung out with a hodgepodge of internationals all in the Dantree Banana picking, a couple of Southern Asians, Germans, English, Bangladesh’s and French. The next day came scuba diving the northern part of the Great Barrier Reef or so I thought! It was such a windy day, and the ocean was so choppy that we barely made it out of the bay. Our group of 15 people on a tiny little boat hit choppy weather that literally tossed our little boat in the air. Although these boats are ment for that type of punishment the passengers didn’t manage as well. With Three attempts we had to call it off as three of an older group of women couldn’t take the rough weather or were injured with the harsh slamming of the boat and hell I was ridding in the front and a few smacks made my teeth rattle. The day was not a complete loss, my money was refunded and I spent the better part of the afternoon wandering the beach with my two French friends Mary and Marion and a runaway dog that tried to rape Marion, all and all if I didn’t have so much amazing stuff to see I might never leave the rainforest.