“There is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in the lonely shore, there is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not Man the less, but Nature more.”
- Lord Byron
I spent a week in Cairns one afternoon. To borrow a line from What’s Rangoon to you is Grafton to me. I woke up in Carnarvon Gorge about twenty five years ago. It had been a strange day the previous day. Was my birthday and I had spent the day sitting in a waterhole escaping the heat. A large boar walked through camp followed an hour later by a couple of dogs and a man with a gun.
He was part of the national park team removing the pigs. But nether the less I found it highly disturbing. When I woke up the next day I had this incredible urge to go to Cairns.
So I got up and packed up camp. Walked 15 kms back to the car, and had another camp to pack up. Then start driving. Two full days of driving later I was there. I had no idea how far it was going to be.
Over that week, I wandered and photographed. Came away with five or six nice photographs. That was using film and large format. A fruitful trip. Yet one I wish to revisit soon, but in winter or in the wet season. Visit Ron and Judy, and really explore Daintree.
I must dive into the Carnarvon Gorge transparencies. See what’s there. Do you know I have a fridge full of exposed 4 x 5 inch film still to be processed.
Canarvon Gorge needs a revisit too. I can see a road trip in Queensland in my future.
Cyan and I are near Narooma now. Wandering slowly. Reading lots. Enjoying each day.
Ferns at Daintree Rainforest, near Cairns. Photograph and text copyright © Len Metcalf 2019