Cape Tribulation: Welcome to the Jungle! On the second day we are headed further north to Cape Tribulation in Daintree National Park for 2 days. We checked out the camping situation there before as there are no free camp sites and wild camping in a National Park can be pretty expensive if you get caught (250$ fine!).
The only way to enter the park is via a ferry that runs on a rope from one side of Daintree River to the other side and brings us+van+ car back into Cape Tribulation to continue our way into the Park on Cape Tribulation Road. The roads in the Park are tiny and wind up and down the mountains, revealing breathtaking views over the whole area here and there. Our van slowly crawls up the hills for an hour or so until we reach our pre-booked camp site at Cape Tribulation Camping.
Warm showers, a fully equipped kitchen, direct access to the beach, on phone calls, no texts, no whats app, no facebook, no reception. The perfect place for some peaceful and relaxing first days! The next two days are all about walks on the long and lonely beaches, swimming and snorkeling (the reef is pretty close the shore here so there are good chances of getting to see some of Australia’s sea life) and tracks through the dense rain and mangrove forest . Maps available at the park line out some short and easy trails that lead us to lookout points on wooden ways and have many signs explaining the vegetation along the way.
However, we are young and adventurous, right? So we decide to do a walk for “advanced walkers” as well. Stumbling through the forest, following orange signs on trees we get lost a couple of times. No wild animals cross our path but walking between giant trees and vines that are hanging down from the canopy and getting caught in the thorns of some evil bush sure makes us feel like some kind of Jungle Jane. After a 2 hour walk (which was supposed to be an hour) we make our way back to the car.
To re-energize after our exploration of the wilderniss we stop by at one of the Ice Cream Factories within the National Park. They make super-organic and super-delicious ice cream at those places with ingredients only from the area.
Another lonely beach on the way out and we are on our way out, headed to Port Douglas about an hour south. We arrive just in time for an amazing sunset at Anzac Park. Surrounded by groups of chillin’ backpackers, couples on romantic dates and families we enjoy the last warming sunbeams. Although Port Douglas seems like a nice place to stay, it really isn’t anywhere within our price range.
With no free campings around and Cairns still being quite far away, we move out of the city to find a place to stay next to the road for a night hidden between sugar cane fields. Now, the annoying thing about darkness is though that you can’t really see a lot. The next morning it turns out we stranded on private property and are advised by some farm worker to move a.s.a.p. before the angry owner of the farm shows up and “gives us a hard time”. We fold up the tent at record time, throw it in the back of the van and leave with squealing tires and raising dust. I guess we’ll skip brushing our teeth this morning. Lisa