We're offSept 25 Sydney (Beahces)Sept 26 Sydney (walking tour)Sept 27 Flight to Brisbane28Sept SPACESHIPSept 29th KillarneySept 30th Killarney to Glen Innes1Oct Glenn Inns to Warren2Oct Warren to White Cliffs3Oct White Cliffs to Broken Hill4Oct Broken Hill to Flinders Rangers5Oct – Flinders RangersOct 6 – Flinders to Port Augusta7 Oct - Port Augusta to Coober Pedy7Oct - What have we learnt so far…7Oct - Next up8 Oct – Coober Pedy to Mt Ebenezer9 Oct Mt Ebenezer to Yulara10 Oct Ayers Rock to Alice Springs11 Oct Alice Springs to Tennant Creek.12 Oct Tennant Creek to CloncurryOct 13 Cloncurry to Karumba14 Oct Karumba to Ravenshoe15 Oct Ravenshoe to Yungaburra16 Oct Yungaburra to Cairns (Palm Cove)17 Oct Palm Cove to Port Douglas18 Oct Port Douglas to Newell Beach19 Oct Newell Beach to CairnsOct 20 Cairns to Bingal Bay (Mission Beach)Oct 21 Bingal Bay (Mission Beach)Oct 22 Bingal Bay (Mission Beach)Oct 23 Bingal Bay - InghamOct 24 Ingham - Home HillOct 25 Home Hill to ProserpineOct 26 Proserpine to RockhamptonOct 27 Rockhampton to 1770Oct 28 1770Oct 29 1770 to Bundaburg (Burnett Heads)Oct 30 Burnett Heads – Tin Can BayOct 31 TinCan Bay to Rainbow beachNov 1 Rainbow beach to CaloundraNov 2 Caloundra to Main armNov 3 Main arm to Byron BayNov 4 Byron Bay to WooliNov 5 WooliNov 6 Wolli to BerrimaBerrima to Eltham (Melbourne)Nov 8 - 22 Eltham (Melbourne)nov 23 Eltham to Ballaratnov 24 Ballarat to Mt GambierNov 25 Mt Gambier to PortlandNov 26 Portland to Port CampbellNov 27 Port Campbell to LorneNov 28 Lorne to JanJucNov 29 Jan Juc to CoolendinaDec 3 Coolendina to Ryenov 30 to Dec 2 Surf Coast
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Yungaburra, Australia
This may sound obvious but the dry season is not the best time for a waterfall drive. Millstream had but a few trickles coming over the edge. We proceeded on to view the falls of Little Millstream, Pepina (where we saw turtles), Mungalli, Ellinja, Zillie, Malanda and Milla Milla. They were all impressive to the unknowing visitor but each paled in comparison to the mighty flow depicted in the brochures.
Milla Milla was without a doubt the highlight of the day. In local aboriginal dialects a word is repeated to emphasize or show greatness. Quite simply, Milla = water or waterfall, Milla Milla = KICK ASS WATERFALL!
The lonely planet guide book had advised us it was safe to swim in the waterhole below the fall so we saved this one for last, arriving just as the sun peaked in the sky. We could have guess it was safe to swim without our trusty guide book as we watched fellow visitors stepping of a stifling tour bus, sweat beading on their brow, swimmers and towels at a ready position. It was a race to get into the change room then into the icy mountain spring water bellow Milla Milla.
It was damned cold but oh so refreshing. It seems none of the water ever gets really cold here. We’ve given up on the prospect of a nice cold shower to try and cool off as the water is tepid at best. We swam up to and under the falls trying to go sit on the rocks behind but the stinging droplets of water felt like Chinese torture so we retreated and found another way. On this side of the sheet of water I was half expecting to find a secret passage to a hidden lair but alas no such adventure awaited us.
Our visiting was not limited to waterfalls we made time for The Mungalli Dairy, a biodynamic dairy farm. What is biodynamics you ask? Well, biodynamics is the new organic, it has something to do with the moon that’s all I retained. We also managed to squeeze in Gallo Cheese and Chocolate Factory as well a Nerada Tea, the largest tea plantation in Oz.
Yungaburra was our destination for the night and our first chance to see Platypus! The poles were unanimous, Petersen Creek, next to Nick’s Café was THE place to see this Australian wonder, often said to be proof that God has a sense of humour. We made our way over a small crossing and without à doubt it was bridging the gap created by Petersen Creek. The row of butts with upper bodies, heads and cameras leaning dangerously over the guardrail was a dead give away.
I made it to the platform first while Marc-André was fiddling with the camera and spotted the object of our stop straight away. I started jumping and pointing wildly, grinning ear to ear. “yé là, vite vite, yé là!” Inevitably by the time Marc-André made it over the shy creature had poked back into the murky water. We did end up seeing him again and a short walk down the river graced us with about five other. We settled into a spot
We settled in for the night next to Lake Tinaroo, another forbidden waterhole, mocking us with its cool inviting waters contaminated with blue algae. Mr Wolf Creek never made an appearance.
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