As more and more people poured into Kuranda due to the bad weather days, we escaped! Most tourists will factor in a day trip to the village in a rainforest, taking the train up and the Skyrail back. Staying with Andrew’s aunt in Kuranda, we had the benefits of local advice.
We took the Skyrail down in the morning while it was less
busy and timed our travel for when the train would be a Barron Falls -
why? Apparently, the powers that
be allow a bit more water to flow down from the Dam above it so that tourists
on the train see a better amount of water during the dry season. Not that it is
a trickle otherwise, but it certainly does make for better photos!
I think I took over 50 photos from the confines our little
carriage in the sky. Exuberantly, I photographed the contours of the range, the
other cars coming up, the terrain below and some of the excited occupants next to
me. Most of these will not make it
into this entry due to space and strict editorial policy. Those who just read the photos and not
the words of the blog will have to understand...
Once off the Skyrail, we went to the local hub, Smithfield,
and had morning tea. We then
worked out which bus to catch into Cairns and set off for the city. After a late lunch at Fogarty Park, we went
to the Lagoon for the boys to have a swim. Though we were there for an hour, the conditions were
mixed. It started off quite sunny (and these are our only sky blue photos of Cairns), and then it changed.
We had thoughts at one stage of going to the Botanic Gardens
and walking around there before taking the bus back up the range to
Kuranda. Unfortunately, the clouds
came over again, the wind picked up and we decided it wasn’t worth doing at
that stage.
As we walked back into the bus station, Stephen saw the
German backpacker we’d gotten to know in Kununurra, WA. It’s such a small country sometimes!
that ride is an amazing photo op, right?! Those are some nice blue skies- glad you had a little taste of them. Oh my, M is getting so big!
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