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  • Day10

    Kängurus - Cape Hillsborough

    March 3 in Australia

    Auf diese Highlight habe ich mich am meisten gefreut und alles was ich über den Ort und die Kängurus gelesen habe, hat sich bewahrheitet: an einem traumhaften Strand in Cape Hillsborough kann man zum Sonnenaufgang Kängurus und Wallabys beobachten 😍😍😍😍
    zwei Tage war ich total im Kängurutunnel 😅 ich könnte sie einfach 24 Stunden lang beobachten 🙈 mal ein kleiner Auszug der 1000 Bilder auf meinem Handy 🙈🙃
    Auch tagsüber sind uns mehrfach immer wieder welche über den Weg gelaufen, haben uns zB beim kochen beobachtet 😋
    Achja - Benni hat es übrigens auch gefallen 😅 in meinem Tunnel wieder etwas ausgeschweift gerade
    Bis bald 🤗👫
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  • Day66

    Cape Hillsborough / Nationalpark

    January 11 in Australia

    Heute sind wir schon um 5 Uhr aufgestanden. Wir wollten nämlich zum Cape Hillsborough fahren, weil uns gesagt wurde, dass dort bei Sonnenaufgang Kängurus am Strand sein sollen🏝🌅
    Also haben wir uns schnell fertig gemacht und sind gleich von unserem Campingplatz losgefahren! Um halb 7 haben wir dann Cape Hillsborough erreicht. Wir haben uns zuerst Müsli gemacht und sind dann zum Strand runtergegangen und haben dort gefrühstückt 😋 Auf dem Weg dahin haben wir im Sand Känguru-Fußabdrücke gesehen😱 Aber leider haben wir keine Kängurus gesehen😭 Aber der Strand war so früh am Morgen einfach wunderschön😍 Danach sind wir weitergefahren zum Eungella Nationalpark. Dort konnte man auf einem Wanderweg durch den Wald immer in der Nähe eines Flusses gehen und oben angekommen sogar im Fluss baden! Das war ziemlich genial, weil im Fluss so viele große Steine und Felsen waren und der Wasserspiegel ziemlich niedrig war, sodass man an manchen Stellen einfach im Fluss rumklettern konnte! Am Ende des Wanderweges war dann ein Wasserfall und dort war das Wasser auch sehr tief und man konnte schön baden💦😍 Das Wasser war zwar eiskalt, aber da wir ja so früh schon unterwegs waren, hatten wir wenigstens den ganzen Fluss für uns alleine! Als wir nämlich runtergegangen sind, kamen uns ca. 30 Leute entgegen🙄
    Das aufregendste aber war eig der Weg zum Nationalpark😂 Mittendrin hörte nämlich die Straße einfach auf und es ging nur ein schmaler Schotterweg weiter🤷🏼‍♀️ Wir mussten auch drei oder viermal durch einen kleinen Fluss durchfahren😂 Das Beste war aber, dass mitten am Weg eine Mango gelegen ist, weil am Straßenrand einfach mal ein Mangobaum stand🤷🏼‍♀️ Also hab ich einfach angehalten und die Mango geholt😂 Wir haben sie dann direkt nach dem wandern gegessen. Die beste Mango, die ich je gegessen hab😍🎉 Auf dem Rückweg haben wir gemerkt, dass weiter vorne auch noch ein Mangobaum ist und haben noch drei kleine Mangos vom Straßenrand mitgenommen! Die gibts wsl heute Abend als Nachspeise nach unserem Abendessen😋😏
    Dann sind wir weiter gefahren nach Airlie Beach. Dort war das Wasser einfach so wunderschön türkis👍🏼 Von dort aus kann man nämlich zu den bekannten Whitsunday Islands fahren🏝
    Leider konnten wir nicht ins Meer gehen, weil ein Schild vor giftigen Quallen warnte🙄 Außerdem war wirklich niemand am Strand oder im Meer, deshalb war uns das ein bisschen zu riskant😂😬 Aber zum Glück gab es direkt daneben einen riesengroßen öffentlichen Swimmingpool mit Liegewiese und Sandabschnitt! Dort blieben wir dann ein bisschen, bevor wir weiter zu unserem Campingplatz fuhren🚗 Abends kochten wir dann Spaghetti mit Tomatensoße 🍝
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  • Day8

    Lesson 2 - Be Prepared

    May 5, 2017 in Australia

    At the time of writing this I'm Internet free so with a leap of faith I will credit Baden Powell with this sage like advice, or as my brother Dave likes to say "proper preparation prevents piss poor performance". Now it is fair to say that I have proven the wisdom in this saying by repeated episodes of no preparation ( or what I like to call spontaneity ) being followed by piss poor performance hot on its heels like a rabid dog with the scent of blood in its nostrils and murder on its deranged mind. It is also fair to say that the resulting chaos has often caused great pleasure for my friends but rarely for me. (Piss poor preparation perpetuates petty perverse pleasure in Pals)
    So for this trip with a 12 month run up we were determined to get things right (ish). Our shopping list was as follows.
    1 4WD Ford Ranger Tick
    1 Off Road Camper Trailer Trackabout - Safari Tick
    1 Boat 3.8m Makocraft Tick
    1 Out Board 15 hp Yamaha Tick
    1 Fold up Boat Trailer 38kg Mangrove Jack. Tick

    Sweet, we were ready to go.
    Now I may have skipped over some of the travel bits in my first blog ( if the truth be told I had done little preparation) so I'm determined to right this wrong.
    One of our must do destinations was Cape Hillsborough National Park just north of McKay. We had been there before , 10 years ago and had great memories of the place. One of our purest memories , was our then 18 month old daughter Erin on the beach at dawn, as the sun was rising. It was a perfectly still morning and we could make out the silhouette of Pretty face wallabies as the sun unfurled its first golden rays on the beach. I remember the buzz I felt as Erin first innocently approached and was then able to touch the Wallabies. No one else was able to get close. To cap the moment off I managed to get a photo of the silhouette of Erin crouched over touching a wallaby on the tail with the Sun and Wedge island in the background. That photo now hangs in one of the consult rooms at Sorell. It was our dream to try and recreate this moment
    In my greet wisdom I decided we could drive 800kms in a day to get there. Funnily enough no amount of technology or entertainment makes a drive of this magnitude fun. We turned up in the dark and ended up in the wrong campsite
    The next morning we jumped out of bed at half past really really early and discovered we were at the wrong beach. In a frenzy with the day getting lighter by the second, we jumped in the car , no time for seat belts or even doors closed and roared off in search of the correct location. As we came into the Wedge Island car park I executed a text book hand brakey which ejected Liz and both kids in a graceful arc towards the beach. Pausing only to grab my camera I sprinted after them to discover a weather phenonemon known as clouds , there would be no sunrise. Now just when we were thinking things could not get any worse we were faced with another even greater shock. Turns out Erin is not the female equivalent of Dr Dolittle and she could not get within 50 metres of the wallabies on the beach.
    The next morning we had decided to drive up to Townsville and stay on Magnetic Island. I had tossed and turned overnight and woke up with a burning sensation on my arms and legs. I was covered in sand fly bites. It was then another recollection of Hillsborough surfaced. Last time we were here I had been smashed by sand flies and my arms and legs suppurated and burned for the next week. At least this experience was perfectly recreated.
    Magnetic Island is a typically beautiful little Barrier reef island , perfect for snorkelling, walking, fishing and relaxing. We indulged in all these activities in the short time we were there. After a full but tiring day I decided to sneak down to the boat ramp for a quick fish on Sunset. With suitably low expectations I was enjoying that special peace and rapture of an island sunset, when I hooked into a large Barramundi. To see this large fish take to the air back lit by a firey orange horizon was nothing short of glorious. On the third jump and now just 3 metres form the boat ramp he snapped me off. A passing local remarked "nice Barra - over 80cms, what size line you got on". Now it is hard to explain why you have 4 pound fluorocarbon ( perfect for Tassie streams) when your in Barramundi country. The local guy could barely be bothered shaking his head as he walked off. Baden Powell oh Baden Powell.
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  • Day12

    Returning to the Scene of the Crime

    May 8, 2017 in Australia

    We had our longest drive today - about 8 hours, not that we were counting! Boompa to Cape Hillsborough up the Bruce Hwy. School project work done, budget analysis (in keeping with current affairs), Treasure Island audio book, movies and learning about sugar cane farming helped pass the time.
    Not surprisingly we were all a tad grumpy when we arrived, thank goodness for frozen meals.
    The drive was definitely worth it - means we get to spend 2 nights at one of our favourite spots, camping at Smalley's Beach in Cape Hillsborough National Park.
    Early start tomorrow to see if the famed wallabies still venture onto the beach....
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  • Day13

    Not Paying For Butterfly Houses

    May 9, 2017 in Australia

    Cape Hillsborough NP is a favourite of ours.
    We first came here about 10 years ago, Erin was 18 months old, Ben a few months from being born. We've come a long way since then - we now sleep in a camper trailer instead of a tent, and drive a Ford instead of a Holden.
    But the national park still looks the same and the wallabies still hop onto the beach early morning, completely unperturbed by the humans joining them to gawk at this unusual site.
    Some readers may recall a photo we have up at home - Erin and wallaby silhouetted against a beach background. We have told Erin the story so many times about how she touched the wallaby's tail we couldn't let the opportunity to recreate the moment pass us by. Results below...
    Having an extra night here meant we could take some time to explore a little.
    A short walk (2.5 hour circuit) took us to 3 lookouts, around a headland, into caves, down steep steps and rock climbing (as the tide was not yet out far enough to continue walking along the beach).
    Evidence of Cyclone Debbie's force could be seen along much of the walk, with many a large tree flattened and a lot of under storey damage.
    At least 6 different species of butterflies were seen in abundance, with the looks of wonder and exclamations of delight from all fabulous to see and hear. Scores of butterflies would rise from the vegetation as we walked past, quite a sight. Or a single one, balancing precariously on a twig blowing in the wind, gently opening and closing it's perfectly patterned wings.
    Twitching started in earnest, best spot of the day were 2 Red-tailed Black Cockatoos.
    The weather was perfect for walking - overcast, drizzly and not too hot - just what we have come to expect from Queensland!
    A second walk - told the kids it was school excursion - took us on a short circuit through Yuibera Aboriginal land. Great information boards written from the perspective a a 7 year old aboriginal girl taught us all about foods they gathered, how they fished and other aboriginal traditions. It was particularly exciting to see the palms used to weave baskets as Ben's class had just sent some photos of them doing just that!
    The rain persisted and got heavier throughout the afternoon - my first meal successfully cooked in the wet!
    No luck fishing by Rob, but a lot of fun was had collecting bait on the sand flats, and lots of running around looking for 'sinky sand'. I took the prize for deepest sink, going in to my knees.
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