The next few days were fairly uneventful as I made my way back south.
First night I again stayed at the Lookout, a bit creepier this time as I had it all to myself (as far as I know!) but all good.
Spent some time playing the guitar and working on some lyrics that had really been bugging me.
The next night I stayed at a free camp spot at Mt Molloy where guess what, it pissed down rain most of the time.
To quote my diary entry from this day: "F&ck thing F#cking rain. I'm F*cking over it!".
Yeah, life's not fun when you're living out of a van and there's little respite from the weather but hey, such is life.
Well, whadayaknow? A rainsoaked camp ground - Mt Molloy |
On my way back to Cairns I stopped in at Kuranda to have a look at the Barron Falls and the Kuranda township.
Needless to say, it rained most of the time but I was determined for it not to deter me from my mission.
Nice view from the lookout |
Don't go chasing 'em |
Breathtaking...the falls are alright too..lolz |
This pic was taken with the dodgy camera I bought on Ebay..who'd have thunk? |
Michael Jackson is alive and working as a bee keeper in Kuranda |
Box of agates, anyone? |
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