by Kate Loveday
A few years ago my husband Peter I took an extended caravan holiday. We began by exploring the east coast, working our way up from the south to the north. When we reached far north Queensland we fell in love with the area, and spent much time there.
We based ourselves at a little place called Flying Fish Point, a few kilometres east of Innisfail, bounded by the mouth of the Johnstone River on one side and the ocean on the other. It’s a glorious place, where the forest is lush and deep green, the beach is long, and the azure sea and the sky seem almost to merge.
From here we visited the unique Daintree rainforest, beautiful in its wildness, hot and humid, criss-crossed with trails made by the (usually!) unseen wildlife, and home to many primitive plants found nowhere else.
We visited the huge plateau of…
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