Crocs, ice creams, barramundi, lizard
10.11.2012 - 10.11.2012 32 °C
We awake to rain. The clue is in the name I guess, 'tropical rainforest'. They get somewhere between 2 & 3 metres of rain a year here, so waking to rain is common. Having failed to see a croc yesterday on Cooper Creek, we are taking advantage of a second chance today for free. First we head off to walk the Jindalba boardwalk which runs through the rainforest just South of Cow Bay. The forest is dripping wet and before we reach the end of the walk we have more rain, it's damp and hot. It's not easy seeing a lot of the rainforest inhabitants but this 18inch lizard was a good spot.
Cow Bay beach is another little known, deserted, but spectacular beach. There is a walk that Judy recommended North up the beach but with Dot asleep in the car we are limited and have to make do with a stroll down to the waters edge
Just opposite our Daintree Rainforest Retreat lodgings is the Floravilla Ice Cream Factory. It makes an array of classic and unusual flavours. I have a Guinness, Nat a hazelnut and Dottie a mango.
The little old guy who owns the place is selling up. None of his family are able to continue the business. The ice cream is lovely and according to the sign is made for angels......although our Dot is a long way short of an angel (I think we have entered the terrible twos...)
The gardens here are full of beautiful tropical flowers.
The Cooper Creek crocodile hunt looks more hopeful today. It's low tide and has been raining, which are apparently good things....if you want to bump into a croc. We see a young 1 metre croc almost straight away, just opposite where we walk through the mangrove to get to the muddy bank launch spot, and no sooner do we turn to go up river a 4 metre male surfaces.
It's chilling to be this close to something as big as this croc, something that survived the dinosaurs, weighs about a ton, can lift itself completely out of the water with a flick of its tail, and that would eat you if it got the chance. Once bitten your chances are remote. They spin to off balance their prey and then take you underwater, eating you bit by bit, keeping anything that is left underwater in a lair or hollow. Nice. He moves with such great confidence and although aware of us seems unperturbed.
The mangroves and myriad of gullies and channels makes the thought of capsizing horrifying
We spot a third and final croc, a female, on the banks. She doesn't move a muscle.
With a successful crocodile trip under our belts we head South and cross back over the Daintree River and on up to Daintree Village. We enjoy some fresh barramundi at the Daintree Tea House and get the chance to learn a bit about tropical fruits. The guy who runs the place is a little odd, and is somewhat of a fruit specialist.
Back in Cairns and with kids in bed and wifi, we catch up on blogging, emails and make an attempt to decide what to do after Uluru. Guide books and maps out, still nothing booked.