Blog Australia—New Guinea
Part 1
"Whether the weather will cooperate?!"
After enduring one of the coldest and snowiest winters on
record in mid-coast Maine, we were only too relieved to receive a weather
report that promised milder temperatures and sunnier skies for our departure to
Australia in early March. We drove to
Boston, spent the night at a hotel near the airport and flew out the next
morning to Honolulu with a plane change in Newark.
It was such a relief to leave the coats, gloves and boots
behind and feel the tropical tradewinds caressing our skin. Listening to a weather report before
departing the next morning for Brisbane, Australia, I thought I heard the word
‘blizzard’. Blizzard? I must have misunderstood. I left the ‘blizzards’ behind, didn’t I? Well, not entirely. Since the big island of Hawaii has towering
mountain volcanoes, blizzards are not only possible, but were predicted for the
day ahead.
The flights were all on time and unremarkable, except for
their length: 11 hours from Newark to
Honolulu and 10 hours from Honolulu to Brisbane. After another overnight in Brisbane, we
reached our final flight destination—Cairns, Australia. We got in the rental car and drove south to
Mission Beach, our first real destination in Queensland. Along the way, we drove through sugar cane
fields, banana plantations, hints of rainforest and mountains. This area of Queensland is known as the “Wet
Tropics” of Australia. During the 2 hour
drive, we had a chance to find out just how wet it is. We knew that we were arriving during the wet
season, but the rain poured in monsoonal torrents, making driving difficult. Rivers and creeks were running fast and
high. We discovered on the news that
night that we had skirted Cyclone Nathan, which had arrived north of Cairns
near Cooktown. Lucky for us, we were
going south of Cairns, but still!
Mission
Beach is a small community on the Queensland coast. It is known for sightings of the endangered
bird—the cassowary. Cassowaries are
huge, just a bit smaller than ostriches, and very primitive looking—like
holdovers from the era of dinosaurs. Driving
into town and all over town are signs for cassowary crossings, recent cassowary
crossings, etc. The bird’s numbers have
been decreasing quickly because of run ins with autos, in which the bird is
always the loser. We stayed in a little piece of heaven called
“Boutique Bungalows”, a small B & B with 3 bungalows. Each was neat and clean and had a small
kitchen. The owners of the B & B, Sharon and Steve, also run an animal
rehabilitation facility called “Wildcare”.
Their specialty is orphaned wallabies, but they also care for birds, reptiles,
and nearly anything that comes their way.
Cassowarry |
Coastal Carpet Python |
After
serving us a delightful outdoor breakfast the next morning, the baby wallabies were
brought out in tea cozy sort of pouches, similar to their mothers’. We were permitted to hold them for a while,
giving them some TLC that they’re missing, due to their mothers’ absence. They were very placid and relaxed, enjoying
the warmth of human contact. The second
day of our stay, we were sitting at breakfast bemoaning the fact that we hadn’t
yet spotted a cassowary, when lo and behold, a cassowary walked into the
garden. These birds are very large and
very prehistoric looking. The colors on
their heads and throats are beautiful blue and orange, quite iridescent. This cassowary is a frequent visitor to the B
& B and goes by the nickname, “Peanut”.
We also had a chance to hold a Coastal Carpet Python and visit a Papuan
Frogmouth (bird) inside the house. The
frogmouth had gorgeous red eyes and a mouth just like a frog, hence its
name.
Papuan Frogmouth |
Lumholtz's Tree Kangaroo |
The
first site was a tea plantation where the rare Lumholtz Tree Kangaroo
lives. A tea factory visitor center
employee pointed the way to the trees where the kangaroos live. We spent time watching them and aiming our
cameras in their direction. Later, we
visited the curtain fig tree, an enormous fig vine that overwhelmed a tree and appears
to be a waterfall of aerial roots that have grown to the ground.
Curtain Fig Tree |
During our stay we received an email from the owners of the
next B & B we were to visit, warning us not to come. This accommodation is in the lowland
rainforest of Daintree National Park.
Last week, during Cyclone Nathan, they received over 20 inches of rain
in 2 days, causing floods. The water has
receded but the cyclone, instead of moving on and dissipating, has been hanging
around, is expected to intensify to a category 4 storm and come back to the
Queensland coast later in the week. So,
we cancelled our reservations and contacted another resort on high ground in
the Tablelands. We will be watching the
storm to see if our cruise will be impacted, since the cyclone’s landfall will
be within a couple of days of our departure and could well be in or near Cairns,
the port of embarkation.
So, in the meantime, we spent the time enjoying our new accommodation in another sector of rainforest. The birds and animals seemed to be more abundant here with sightings of wallabies, pademelons (small kangaroos), parrots, sulphur crested cockatoos and a beautiful buff breasted paradise kingfisher.
The dreaded cyclone did make landfall in the middle of our
stay here as a Category 4. Luckily for
us and for most of the north Queensland coast, it hit the far north, which is
very sparsely populated, and it will have no impact on our cruise departure in
a couple of days. We did get some
showers as a few outer bands of the storm spun off in our direction. I should digress a moment to mention how
different the weather reporting is in Australia. After living in Florida where the approach of
a hurricane is accompanied by 2 days or so of 24 hour news coverage on local TV
stations with ominous sounding music heading the reports and news anchors
wearing expressions of anxiety and fear, we were quite stunned that the storm
is barely mentioned here. You have to
work really hard to find any information about it. It’s true that we’re staying in a location
with no TV, but we have internet and car radio.
The radio announcer seems to think it’s more important to talk about
electricity rates not rising, showers in Tasmania, or the latest scrimmage in
Parliament than to mention a Category 4 typhoon slamming into the coast. Go figure!
Rock Wallaby |
The day after the storm, we visited a site called Granite
Gorge, so called because of the granite boulders strewn all over the area. We set out on a trail to see the rock
wallabies, a separate small species of marsupials that lives among the
boulders. After a few minutes of walking
on the boulders, the going got tough.
Huge boulders mixed with small ones and steep uneven areas with
crevasses made it seem more like a crawl on all fours at times rather than a
walk or hike. But we persevered and
overcame the challenge. At least we were
wearing walking shoes, whereas others were clad in sandals and flip flops. I don’t know how they made it. This place was richer in bird life than all
the others combined that we have visited.
But we’ve been told that during the wet season, the birds are not as
visible.
Laughing Kookaburra and Rainbow Bee Eaters |
So, Part 1 is wrapping up now. We head out to Cairns tomorrow
to prepare for our cruise the next day.
More later…..