The rainforest

It was quite an ordinary night last night. It got cold enough that I needed my sleeping bag so I slept in it wet. When I woke up this morning for the final time it was overcast outside and looked like rain. I laid out my wet stuff to dry anyway. Everyone knew it hadn't rained, yet I was drying my stuff. They must've thought I'd pissed myself.
Nothing dried so I packed it up damp.

I'm camped at Noah's Beach, before you get to Cape Tribulation. The ride here was short in distance but long in time. Took a couple of hours or more to go about 50km. The main reason was the ferry across the Daintree River, which was very busy.

The ride through the rainforest was twisty and slow but very nice. Outwardly it appears like any other rainforest, such as Dorrigo, near home. The difference is that this one is older than all the others, has an incredible diversity and primitive species that have remained largely unchanged.

I've only really noticed the diversity of insects. I've got the 80% deet Bushman's on. I even rubbed it in my hair. When I got here it was extremely humid but isn't so much now. I'm trying to get my stuff dry before it gets dark. It is overcast though and not much sun could get through the trees anyway. I really feel like I'm camped in a rainforest.

I went for a ride into Cape Tribulation to get food. I was expecting a small village but I couldn't really distinguish it from anywhere else along the road. There was a general store and a Cafe. I bought cold food because I don't think I'd be able to start a fire to cook. Everything seems fairly damp and rainforesty.

This afternoon I went for a walk down the beach. Kelly, who I stayed with in Cairns, told me I should do geocaching while I'm on my trip. For those that don't know (mum, as always) geocaching is a nerd game where people hide little stashes out in the world and mark their location on an app. Other people go searching for them. When you find them you write your name in the log book and can leave something. It's basically pokemon go without the poke on (google it, Kerrie).

There was a geocache down the end of the beach. I found it. I had to climb the rocks and go through the bush. There is a creek down there so I had to keep and eye out for crocs. The box had the logbook, some drawing, a pen and some little cheap souvenir things. I think the value of geocaching might be that it gets you to go places you otherwise probably wouldn't go. For instance, there is actually one under Kinchela bridge somewhere.

Tonight I might go see if I can find some wildlife.

This is where I'm camped. All the gravel is my site which goes past that tree. I don't want to sleep on gravel so I'm actually camped behind my site on the leaf litter. 

I saw this group this morning and thought it was some school kids with a guide, but they're actually fully grown adult humans. I don't know why they are so small or why they are dressed for Siberia. It was 25 degrees this morning.