“Ning Bulmba You Bulmaba Beyond Bulmba hosting Youmee” Annie Wonga

The next day, after a tour of the village and market Kuranda still asleep, we visit the Barron Falls, their first name Din Din, in the land of Djabugay. A walk of just over a kilometer leads to a viewpoint and height through the forest before ending at another point of view near the railway. The walk is called Walk Budaadji, named after the ancestral spirit, Carpet Giant Snake (literal translation), which created the river, the throat and the many surrounding rivers in the legends of Djabugay.

Din Falls

Bloomfield Falls

We then finish the road that will take us to Bloomfield. We review the Black Mountain and Cooktown, drink a beer at the famous local pub the Lions Den Hotel and find the way to a little piece of paradise where we lived two weeks 2015. We were welcomed with open arms by our first guests HelpX, as well as one of their friend and two other buddies fours. We spend a great evening to catch the last three years, like we left yesterday, before going to bed in an incredibly starry sky.
The Saturday, after a morning on the terrace to discuss and contemplate the view that one can not get tired, our host took us to an impromptu cruise on the Bloomfield River, as he had done with us, except that today to hunt crocodiles eyes, we have a Bear. Who is a small yet well hidden under the foliage. Later we will see an adult on the bank but from the road.

Bloomfield

Crocodile

Our return is sadly short lived as we go in the opposite direction at about two thousand kilometers, not counting stops, to bring our Bear at the airport in just under two weeks. After a second great evening and Sunday morning, we thank them for their welcome and with a visit to the waterfalls of the area, we also stop for a moment in the small town of Ayton for another surprise of our knowledge of the area where we lived a whole month.
We spend the night owl area of ​​Mareeba, which just requires a donation of two dollars per person per night, at the intersection of the road by which we arrived.

Monday 14 May we take a new road, towards the Mossman Gorge, at the entrance to the Daintree Rainforest. But arrived before we discover you have to pay a small bus to the gorges and decide to spend our way. After all we have just experienced two days in the Daintree National Park. Before leaving the information center, we have the opportunity to observe probably the biggest spiders we've seen before, excluding non-lethal but wide Huntsman - Sparassidae.
La Giant Golden Orb Weaver – Nephila pilipes – is one of the largest in the world, well, mostly the female can grow up to twenty centimeters with a body of three to five centimeters - the male is very small in comparison, two centimeters with a body of five to six millimeters. What caught my eye on this one it's a part of his body that looks like a skull or a face painted white. Do you see it as ? !
Her upstairs neighbor is probably similar – Orb Web Spider – but I have not managed to determine its species.

Néphiles

Nephila pilipes

We take the direction of the south with a detour to the town of Port Douglas, seems posh but friendly and above all offers a nice view of the beautiful beach Four Mile Beach we want to share with Bear.

Orb Web Spider unknown

Vinegar VS jellyfish

We decide to spend the night on the Babinda Boulders of the area that we missed it three years ago, do we remember this city as the rain kept falling from there. We are Wanyurr land Yidinji, Babinda who appointed the rocks of the Bunna Binda, meaning the water that passes over your shoulder. A legend surrounds the scene, recounting the creation of the pool Oolana, also known as the pool of the devil.

Bunna Binda

Guest on the tent

" Long ago, Oolana, beautiful young woman with a tribal elder of Wanyurr, fell in love with Dyga, a handsome young man visiting a tribe. The two lovers, knowing their tradition forbade their union, fled together. But after being discovered camping near a creek, Dyga returned to his tribe. However, Oolana threw himself into the water, which became a swirling torrent. The ground wate and huge rocks were thrown in the air. Today these rocks mark where Oolana drowned.

It is believed that the spirit of Oolana resides here today - she keeps calling him back to Dyga, attracting stray travelers, especially men. Over the years, a number of young men drowned in this same place. Please take into account cultural warnings - do not enter into the pool of Oolana and respect this place spiritually significant. »

Babinda Boulders

Oolana's Pool

Beware, Walk on Budaadji can find snakes that make their nests in species of ferns along the walk (the path consists of gateways that are at least ten meters high !) si jamais il vous prenait l’envie de caresser la plante en pensant que les reptiles sont restés sagement en bas sur le sol… Retenez-vous 🙂

 

Ah, la Bloomfield River, baignades, batifolages, bronzage sur un matelas gonflable, découverte des fonds en snorkeling (masque et tuba), jeux d’eau en tout genre… Eh bien, tout ça il ne faut pas le faire. Vous avez pas bien lu l’article ou quoi ?

 

L’Ours a dormi avec la vanille… à défaut de miel 😉