The worst week and a bit ever (well it's all relative) part 3

Even though it was the rainy season, from what I can understand, the rain we were experiencing was unseasonal, it was the remains of a typhoon system that had hit land on the west coast near Broome and was in the process of being spat out the other side of Oz, so it was unfortunate that we happened to be in Queensland at exactly the same time! Thankfully we didn't have anymore floods in our tent for the rest of the trip but we did have one more unfortunate incident on the east coast, this was on the day after our flooding when we discovered a slow flat tyre in a very random retiree caravan park in a place called Yeppoon (great name) where we were the youngest people on site by a very long way. Though after we'd finally found a place to mend it, (almost everywhere closes down for the Xmas week in Oz), it turned out it didn't need a brand new tyre, phew, small mercies and all that!

This is a very harsh summary of our time on the East coast, we did have some amazing times, we just wanted to reassure you that it hasn't been 100% fun, fun, fun! Some of the great things we did experience were spending the NY period camping and kayaking on the gorgeous though cloudy Whitsundays where we met the lovely Barry and Doris. We visited the biggest sand island in the world, Fraser Island, and had a fascinating and entertaining if manically rushed day trip around the main sites. We walked on Noosa Heads where we saw turtles mating in the sea and the final and possibly best highlight (for me anyway) would have to be spending a couple of days in the Daintree NP where rainforest meets the Great Barrier reef. We took in both aspects, doing a snorkel trip off Cape Tribulation where we saw turtles and wonderful coral and fish and, among other rainforest activities, did a guided night walk where we saw cute furry critters, snakes, water dragons, spiders and some lovely birds sheltering themselves under leaves after the afternoon rain.

** The birkenstocks hung on til Perth at the end of our trip where I thought I was going to have to chuck them until Jonathan Anderson stepped in heroically and saved them from an early grave with some hardcore bonding stuff, good work fella. Sadly they had to bite the dust a month later after our Indonesian leg!!