We know that nearly in the rest of the world winter is already there. Well, not in Australia, and definetely not in Tropical North Queensland. Days are soooooooooooooooo hot. Don’t believe me???????? You only have to take a look at the photos we took this morning. I know my Spanish friends would think I’m kidding if they knew this photos were taken from 7.30am to 8.30am. Because, and Steve doesn’t understand this yet, Sunday morning are made to sleep in. And not one hour or two but the whole day, unless you’re meeting your friends to go out and have some tapas. Otherwise, you shouldn’t go further from bed than the sofa. But our Cairns underwater camera rental business keeps us busy and this morning the alarm went off at 6am. Not bad, eh? Now you understand why we don’t go out partying any more.
And yesterday we decided to leave Cairns behind and discover Innisfail, a city we’ve only been to when we have visited Paronella Park. Innisfail is the Art Deco capital of Australia and in the photos you will see why. There are lots of beautiful buildings, many of them were built in the 1920’s.
But before we got to Innisfail, we stopped in Babinda Boulders, a magnificent fresh water pool with a fascinating legend. Legend has it that a beautiful girl called Oolana, from the Yidinji tribe, married a very respected elder from her same tribe called Waroonoo. Very shortly after they married, another tribe moved in the area and a very handsome man moved in with this tribe. His name was Dyga and soon Oolana and Dyga fell in love. Realising how serious the crime they were comitting was, the adulterous couple escaped and fled into the valleys. But they were soon captured by the elders although Oolanda managed to break free and jumped into the still waters of what is nowadays known as Babinda Boulders, calling for Dyga to follow her. No sooner has she hit the waters than her cries for her lost lover turned the still waters into a rushing torrent and the land shook with sorrow. Massive rocks were scattered around the creek and the crying Oolana disappeared amongst them. The legend says that her spirit still guards the boulders and her cry for her lost love can still be heard.
It’s a fantastic place, although not good for swimming. And the rainforest surrounding the boulders is very interesting, with lots of ferns forming intricated patterns around the trees. But we also saw some destruction caused by Hurricane Larry back in 2002. Huge fallen trees can still be seen, with massive roots that weren’t enough to hold them in place when the hurricane hit the area.
After the Boulders we made our way to Josephine Falls, a beautiful area within the Wooroonooran National Park. We were ready for a swim as it was getting very hot, but during the dry season, which we’re still in, there’s not enough water flowing and we decided to wait until we were back home and we could go to our swimming pool. We will go back when there’s more water as we saw some very wicked rocks perfect for sliding into the water.
And to finish the blog for today, I’ll leave a photo of the most fantastic tree house I have ever seen. Can you imagine a better location for it???????????????