We decided to skip Eungella NP and have a second day here because it's a great spot and also just to allow everyone to catch breathe. We all went walking up the beach and around town. This is a sleepy beach-shack kind of place where every second house has a TE20 and a boat. No fences, curbing or shops. A, J and I went in to Sarina for lunch, some shopping and a tour of the sugar mill (Sarina Sugar Shed). There are 160 varieties of sugar cane, the mill uses...

Amanda and I finally got to go for a morning walk today, something I promised to do everyday on the trip. We walked over the rail bridge and back along the south side of the river. There was a sign saying beware of crocodiles. Amanda is surprisingly concerned about the threat of crocs. Her sore foot is giving her trouble. And so, 'Farewell,' to Rocky without any real chance to see or do anything. Oh well. The trip north from Rocky up the Bruce Hwy is reall...

Up to the hospital this morning and J is looking heaps better. One night of IV AB's and some fluid have made a big difference. He came home this afternoon on 10 days of oral Abs. He got a bit feverish in the car and started to panic a bit. Fingers crossed that's enough treatment because we'll be heading off tomorrow to parts more remote… Caught up with Monika Ruhnke at the path lab at the hospital while I was there which was nice. Picture: The old house ...

Today had 3 phases. Amanda, Claudie and Janine went for a horse ride and I think they all really enjoyed themselves. Janine was obviously nervous about it. She's a student of animal behaviour I think: she has that amazing way with horses but it also means she has a sense about people too so she knew Claudie was an amateur and nervous. J was brighter and so he and I rode the bikes out across the flat to where Tim, Kurt and Brendan (farm hand) were putting i...

Jimmy still works and he had an early morning start at Woorabinda at 9am so we didn't get to see him too much. We took the bikes for a ride around Baralaba. It is a town frozen somewhere in the 1970's. Wide dusty main street, locals who drive past slowly to check out the strangers but still wave like old friends, ancient petrol bowsers. The free van park down by the weir is pretty busy and Jimmy tells me it's like that all the time with travellers from all ...