After a week and a bit in the Cape Tribulation rainforest area we dropped south to Cairns where we met up with the Irish couple again and got absolutely slaughtered downtown in celebration of Kym's birthday.

Feeling a bit ropey we headed further south through more stunning scenery and just as I was thinking "what an awesome bikey road" we came across a the Police pulling one out of a ditch and the 60 yr old chappie being helipcoptered away! Got the paper the next day and it was front page news - not a lot happens round there otherwise. We did a tour of all the local waterfalls and saw some stunning fig trees that looked like they had had morphed into film sets for Lord Of The Rings or something.

One night while drinking our normal amount of sleeping juice Kymbo claimed the record for mosquito bites - 23 between knee and ankle on one leg alone! Went further south through bloody miles and miles of banana and sugar cane plantations and stopped off in Tully where an 8 metre high welly marks how much rain its possible to get in one year in Australias wettest town - nice day when we were there!

Arrived in Airlie Beach which was choc-full of backpackers and we booked ourselves on a cruise around the Whitsundays which was magical. Teamed up with a nutty group of French, Italian and Scottish lunatics and narrowly avoided being thrown off an upmarket resort island called Long Island. We got onto this island by flashing our dodgy student i.d's and getting it thrown in for free on top of the cruise!

The next day we got a ferry from Long Island back to Airlie Beach and when we landed I noticed a little 6 yr old girl fall into the water beween the ferry and the jetty. No-one else saw her go in so onlookers were shocked to see me lean in and look like I was rescuing my hat or something and doubley shocked when I pulled up a little girl! Kymbo did a sterling job grabbing my legs - must haved looked like a comedy attempted-suicide for a moment!