Day 372 | PKs Jungle Resort, Cape Tribulation: well, why not?
53 km | zzOz total: 10,182 km
Sugar cane fields just after brekky ceased after crossing the Daintree River on the ferry.
It’s a jungle out here.
Cost of the 5 minute ferry ride for a pedestrian or bicycle: $1. I can cope with that.
She asked me if I wanted a return, yeah, I want to return but I won’t be taking the ferry.
I dismounted from the bike a couple of times to do national park walks, it’s unsurprisingly called the Daintree NP.
The boardwalks take you on a circuit through the rainforest and down over the mangroves, a slightly spooky experience, the smells, looking at all that claggy mud and exposed tree roots, a pencil thin snake slithering over the decking seemed quite in place.
The beaches, well not so exciting, last night I was camped 20 m from high tide and experienced the lapping of water, actually crashing of waves both in the evening and early morning. During the day it’s a few hundred metres out so you can wander down and get a great vista of the rugged mountains just beyond the coconut palms fringing the beach. The winds up a bit though, who says I never get a tailwind?
Muchos tourista traffic today but that will dissipate once the gravel road starts and that’s just a couple of ks down the road at Cape Tribulation.