Thursday, September 5, 2024

Part 3 - Mid-June, 2024 – Daintree Rainforest, Uluru/Ayers Rock, Australia


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Daintree Rainforest

Coral Sea sunrise
Our alarm wakes us at 5 allowing us time to catch a sunrise over the Coral Sea.  The Esplanade is filled with many people, causing us to dodge walkers, joggers, and dog-walkers.  We gaze at the golden sky over a glass-like sea.  It is cool, but no jacket is needed.



Cairns at sunrise
We enjoy our breakfast, then head over to the rendezvous point for the Daintree Rainforest Tour.  The Daintree Rainforest is an Australian National Park and a UNESCO World Heritage Site.  The rainforest has continuously existed for more than 110 million years, making it possibly the oldest existing rainforest.


Aboriginal elder
We are part of a small tour group, of 11.  This tour is also Aboriginal based.  Nicida and I have always had an interest in the first nations, indigenous, and aboriginal civilizations, searching out ways to learn more about them.  The tour is with Cairns Adventure Group, the Cape Tribulation Day Tour.  Upon entering the park, we meet an Aboriginal elder who explains the Smoke Ceremony used to cleanse ourselves before entering the park, their sacred land.  He also describes their medicines and where they are found in the rainforest.



We hike a bit seeing the rainforest up close.  Thick plant life covers the ground.  Our driver reminds us that Australia has 20 of the 25 most venomous snakes in the world.  “But little need to worry, very few people die from a snake bite.”

This area was ravaged by cyclone Jasper, making landfall December 13, 2023, as a category 2 tropical cyclone.  By the time it dissipated, December 18, it inundated the area with over 10’ of rain.  Put another way, they received 4 months’ worth of rain in 3 days.  Landslides caused by the torrents of rain washed away main roads.  Damage is so extensive that road repairs are not expected to be completed for another year.

Crocodile
After lunch we board a boat for a tour of the Daintree River.  The shoreline is a long thick line of mangrove trees making landing on the shore all but impossible.  It does not stop the crocodiles.  We spot a 10’ long one sunning itself on the shore.  Landing on the opposite side of the river we meet up with our driver, then continue north.  We learn there are no public utilities, power, water, or sewer on this side of the river.  Yet some people still live here.  

Crab artwork
Our destination is Thornton Beach with a view of the Coral Sea.  Arriving, we notice there are no manmade structures in sight.  We stroll along the beach looking for washed up pieces of coral.  We notice pinhead sized balls of sand strategically placed around pea-sized holes in the damp sand.  The many collections of sand balls appear like artwork.  This artwork is made by Sand Bubbler Crabs.  They live in the little holes dug into the sand waiting for high tide to recede then feed off the nutrients on grains of wet sand.  The sand balls are crab-sifted sand, indicating to the crabs that they have already fed on this batch of sand.

Our final stop in the Daintree Rainforest is for ice cream.  We see many exotic flavors on the menu board selecting the 4-flavor sampler, one of which is coconut, along with three other exotic flavors using local fruits or nuts.  Also, along this road we pass a tea plantation.  We purchase a bag of Daintree Chai Original tea.  It is a bit sharper, more peppery, than we have tasted with the other Chai teas we have sipped, but we enjoy this too.

Road construction
We have a long ride back stopping and waiting at each of the one-lane road construction sites, where they are rebuilding the washed-out roads from cyclone Jasper.  Continuing south, we cross the Daintree River, the same river we had our boat tour on earlier today.

Local ferry
The only way across the river is a cable pulled ferry.  This is not an artifact from Jasper, no bridges exist this far north in the Rainforest.

Views from our return trip

We get home after dark, drained from the long day.  We still have to pack for tomorrow’s 7 AM flight to Uluru, with a car picking us up at 5 AM.  Shortly before we go to bed, we receive a message, our 7 AM flight is now 1045 AM.  With no way to contact the driver picking us up, we still get up early to sit in the 22-gate airport for an extra 3+ hours.



Uluru, Kata Tjuta

Australian landscape
At the airport we find out our plane had problems.  The airline had to find another plane, and crew to fly it.  This is one of the few times we have flown where the plane is not full, Nicida and I share a row of three seats.  As we fly, my eyes are glued to Australia passing below us.

I see only a few traces of humanity on the Australian terrain during our 2+ hour flight.  The landscape changes from the dark green of the rainforest to brown, red, copper, and light green of sparse vegetation.  Riverbeds, dry and water filled form wiggly lines across the landscape.  I see only a few bits of human existence; an open pit mine with assorted buildings; narrow, beige colored straight lines of roads leading off in the distance, to somewhere important.  A moderate town, Alice Springs perhaps, as that is the only name on the map as a possible town.  All of the human disturbances of the earth are minute over the vast landscape.  Finally, we come to Uluru.  A tall red rock island in vast open plains.  Kata Tjuta, a series of red rock domes 24 miles from Uluru also stands out against the flat landscape.

Uluru is one of those remote locations you really have to want to come to.  The minimum is two hours flying time from major Australia cities. The Yalara airport, servicing Uluru National Park, has two gates.  Buses from the Ayers Rock Resort hotel complex pick us up, dropping us off at our hotel, there are 5 in total.  Given the limited space, we made all our tour reservations prior to leaving home.  First of which, is this evening’s sunset tour Kata Tjuta.

Kata Tjuta sunset
A bus picks us up for the 45-minute drive to Kata Tjuta, many mounds of conglomerate rock – basically gravel, pebbles, cobbles, and boulders cemented together by sand and mud.  Exiting the bus, we are greeted by flies.  They are small, but persistent, fortunately they do not bite.  They target our eyes, ears, mouth and nose, only the occasional breeze gives us a break from them.  We are told, being here in winter we face far fewer flies than the summer crowd.

As sun goes down, shadows creep across the rocks.  The red of the rock glows, the blue of the sky forms a backdrop for the stratocumulus clouds.  As the sun recedes the color of the rock becomes even more vibrant until it goes into shadow, then the clouds put on their light show of pinks, golds and oranges.  What a start to Uluru National Park.

Uluru sunrise
Uluru is a large sandstone monolith, 1,141’ high, it is 550 million years old.  Uluru is the Aboriginal name for the monolith.  In 1873 it was named Ayers Rock, in honor of Chief Secretary of Australia Sir Henry Ayers.  In 1993 a dual naming policy was initiated to include both names, and it is now known as Uluru/Ayers Rock.  Early settlement of Uluru is dated back over 10,000 years.  It was named a UNESCO World Heritage site 1987.  Photography is prohibited in areas of Uluru and Kata Tjuta due to Aboriginal beliefs and rituals performed at each site. 

We wake early for our sunrise camel ride near Uluru.  18 are on this morning’s tour.  Our guides match people to camels, most of us riding two to a camel.  We form a caravan.  The guides go over the procedure for getting on a camel.  Foot in a stirrup, leg over, then lean back and hold on as it raises its back end first, then the front.  

Long shadows
We feel very tall, people on the ground have to reach up to get our phones for selfies to prove we rode a camel.  We get to ride ‘Trigger’, a former racing camel, but no racing today.  I feel a bit unsteady at first until Trigger gets into a rhythm traveling at 2-miles/hour down the path.  It is quiet, except for our talking.  We witness sunrise on Uluru, spectacular.


Our ride - Trigger

Returning to the hotel we head for breakfast, finding the buffet underwhelming.  The food was okay, but not as good as expected.  Afterward, we stop at the grocery store picking up packages of oatmeal, fruit, cheese, humus and crackers for breakfast and light meals.



At the town square we buy tickets for bus to Uluru, a 25-minute ride from the hotel complex.  It takes us around Uluru, seeing it up close.  Our driver notifies us photography is not allowed in some areas because fine details show themselves.  The Liru trailhead, is at one of the bus stops.  It is a 1.25-mile trail to the Cultural Center.  Hopping off the bus to hike to the Cultural Center, we are greeted by the annoying flies.  We quicken our pace to keep from being driven crazy by the hoard of flies.  The Cultural Center is worth the trip, we learn aspects of the Aboriginal people inhabiting the region.

Milky Way over Uluru
We return to the room to prepare for tonight’s Astro photography tour.  Overall, the group is quite large, over 60, but most of them are Chinese so they have their own storytellers, the remaining 10 of us, English speakers have our own storytellers of the stars.  The Milky Way, our goal to shoot this evening, rising over Uluru.  The sky is unfamiliar.  We see the southern cross, not visible from the US.  The teapot, part of Sagittarius, is pointing up.  In the northern hemisphere, it points down, pouring tea out on to the Milky Way.  Our storytellers relay tales relating star/constellations to planting, harvesting and fishing.  We are reminded what we can do without being glued to our phones or other electronics.  The brightness of the half-moon washes out a lot of the Milky Way, but we still shoot it.

Kata Tjuta sunrise
This morning, we are up early, 430 to catch the bus to Kata Tjuta for the Valley of the Winds hike.  A 2 – 3 hour, 3-mile hike into and among the rock formations.  First, we stop at the designated spot to view Uluru and Kata Tjuta at sunrise.  Uluru is so far from us it is only a bump on the flat horizon.  Kata Tjuta is closer and given the angle of the sun lighting the rocks, is much more interesting.  Back in the bus, on the way to the trailhead, our driver notifies us, “Be back on time or you will have a long walk home.”  We’re not willing to see if he is bluffing.  

Kata Tjuta
On the trail we watch for signs, ‘no photography allowed’.  This doesn’t apply just to photography, but painting and drawing as well.  We scramble up and over passes which open up into meadows.  We are surrounded by other conglomerate rock formations that make up Kata Tjuta.  It is something to be seen.  We make it back before the bus departure time and enjoy the ride back to our hotel.  We are sore from the 3-mile up/down gravel trail we hiked over the last 2 ½ hours.

Kata Tjuta sunset
This afternoon we are taking our last tour of Uluru, a sunset helicopter ride of Uluru and Kata Tjuta with Professional Helicopter Services.  There are 11 of us riding in three helicopters.  There are four of us in our helicopter.  Each of us gets a window, although Nicida’s seat faces backward giving her different views than me.  

Kata Tjuta
I open the sliding window for fresh air and to eliminate reflections from the window.  I believe wearing black will take care of at least some of the window reflections, maybe I’ll remember to wear black next time.  Our pilot rapidly takes off, dipping the nose for the quick flight to Kata Tjuta.  We do a flyby then he turns the helicopter around so the passengers on the opposite side have a front row seat to the formation.  The formations light up with the setting sun.  Our ride provides a perspective we didn’t see on our first land based sunset tour of Kata Tjuta.  We enjoy the sun setting on Uluru, before returning to the airport.  We would do it again.

Uluru sunset

The next morning, we are ready to head to Melbourne leaving from the Yalara airport. It is one of the smallest I have experienced; besides the two gates, the runway and taxiway are one and the same.  Our flight to Melbourne is two-and one-half hours.

Thank you for stopping by,

Mark

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