I arrived in Cairns at 8ish in the morning, local time gleary eyed and suffereing from sleep deprevation. Took a while to get through customs, bit strick here in Oz... do i have any pebbles, bits of wood or small creatures in my bag....
Once I got to the Nomad hostal i dumped my bag in the storage room and began my 3 hour check until i could check into my dorm. The time of comfy hotel rooms was over. Seated on the decking, clutching at leafletts i desperately tried to beat the jet lag and stay awake. I finally checked in at 1!
That evening I met my bunk mate a cocky Londoner ;) We quickly got chatting with people at dinner and later hit the 'Goon' - A cheap, fowl local drink made from grapes that is only sold after 4pm. The dorm room slowly filled with people and we headed to town for a night of dancing on tables at the Wool Shed!
The sun rose to find me trying to make sense of all the leafletts i'd grabbed the day earlier. By word of advice from James - the cocky Londoner - I headed to Peter Pans to book some, transport, accomidation and adventures down the east coast. eagar to emurse myslef in the local culture i had a good mosey around the local hippie and surf shops before stumbling into a local gallary, where i lost myself for a good few hours in stories of life , death and beauty.
Anyone seen Watchmen? Loved it, even if it was a bit lengthy...
Deep Blue Something
The sea was rough on the way to Saxon reef, off of Cape Tribulation - North of Cairns and many passengers had to go on onto the top deck... I attempted the snorkeling again, but the ocean was rougher than when i had previously attempted snorkeling at the Phi Phi islands in south Thailand. Loosing patience and getting frustraited with the choppy water, which seemed insistant on filling my snokel I returned to the ship feeling defeated!
The scuba diving went loads better and was one of the most amazing experiences. I was "A natural". My partner was a guy called Ted from Poland. I followed the instuctors actions with deadly precision as i decended and lernt to entrust my life to my newly acquired skills and a tank of oxygen strapped to my back. The colours of the creatures and plants are so amazing and vivid that I had to remind myself to control my breathing more than once!
Thursdays Adventure was less physically demanding, but just as exhilarating! A 9am pick up took me to the base of mount Kuranda, near Cairns where i boarded my cable car which quickly ascended above the canopy of the sumptuous rain forest. It went over Barron falls waterfall, via a few stops where you get guided walks of the rain forest. At the top of the mountain at Kuranda village I get me an Ozzy burger and visited the Koala enclosure to see some local wildlife!
The traditional scenic railway took me back to Cairns in time for dinner by way of plenty of sugar cain fields and once again Barron Falls.
Friday I left Cairns bound for Mission Beach. Not much happens here! But I did get the chance to cook for the first time in well over a month with a few lads: Ken and Trule. Chicken stir fry was loved by all. After we hit the bar for the greatly anticipated happy hour.
Next was Magnetic Island. The place's name alone seemed to promise adventure!