Too much to tell, to little done

Okay so it's been way to long. This also has to do with me getting into a very passive state; being kind of annoyed that I can't seem to land a decent job, which being passive doesn't really help with. So that's a nice self boycotting mind set, but oh well.

What happened after the banana humping? Well I left the hostel and went with one of the german guys, Jules, on a trip to the daintree forest. We first made a stop in Port Douglas again where we met some people talking about a hippy commune just next to the daintree rainforest. This sounded interesting, so they told us the location and we went on our way.

It was a interesting place. To get there we had to cross the daintree river on small boats. A river that is known to home a lot of crocodiles. interesting... Though we were assured that they wouldn't be exactly there. Oh well, we didn't see any there anyway but just the idea of it was kind of scary and exciting at the same time.

It was a beautiful nature area where there was a house of a typical old vegan hippie. The idea of the place was to create a atmosphere where everyone did a bit for the community to keep it going and all the food would be shared, which was all nature, non plastic wrapped, vegan food. Alcohol wasn't allowed and neither was tobacco, but if you really needed to you could go to the field behind the fence and do it there.

The people where nice and the food was good. We had our first jack fruit there, which is a huge alien looking fruit that feeds a lot of people and is very tasty. It's like chewing gum, but tastier. We did leave after 2 days, cause it was way too hippy for our taste, yet a interesting experience as well.

So we went on to the Daintree rainforest. A beautiful place, but a bit touristic. I saw a Cassowary, twice! They are pretty rare to see so I guess I'm a lucky man. After 2 days in the Daintree we went for my real adventure; the 4 wheel drive road on top from the daintree to Wajun Wajun and cooktown.

It started off with a creek crossing. The creek was about 30 cm deep and about 10 meters long with a bit of a dip at the end. I was scared to do it, but very excited as well. We didn't plan to do the trip that day, but still I had a dream that definitely helped me to pull through;

In the dream I was driving with the bike and tried to make a jump and with that completely drowned the bike. I managed to get on the dry land again because it kept running (dream logic) but I still knew I totally wrecked it. The interesting thing was that in that dream I didn't care too much. I felt that the fun I had trying that jump was more important than the financial loss of the result. When waking up I was actually jealous and wanted to be like that more. In the end money and even a motorbike is just a material means to serve me, not the other way around.

So trying not to overthink it I just went for it. I made it easier than expected and even though I was completely drenched (especially my shoes) I was so proud and happy that I almost wanted to do it again. Well lucky me, there were 2 more crossings on the road, though not as challenging as the first one.

The rest of the road was beautiful, rough, tiring and awesome. It was definitely good for the confidence in my biking skills. We stopped at a campsite halfway to cooktown. More north we stopped at Archer's point, which looked like paradise with a lot of wind and then back down south through the inland.

Then we did a bit more of relaxing at the campsites and some more dumpster diving and taking it easy until Phil, the other german guy, was finished with his work in the hostel. Then we hung out some more on the campsite (you see how lazy I've become...) and eventually went down south.

Right now we are staying in the area of Townsville. We went to "Magnetic Island" for a few days, which was a very beautiful place and there was one beach that was apparently a piece of no mans land. So we camped that for a few nights, making a campfire and swimming in the (finally croc free) sea. We also met some guys there that are working in construction and told us they should be able to get us a job. I'm still waiting for a email response from their boss...

Our biggest adventure there was definitely going fishing. We went in the middle of the day (low tide) and walked over the sand along some big rocks to a remote spot to fish. We caught a few very beautiful big fish that we later cooked over the campfire and boy were they tasty.

But before we got there we had to go back. We overstayed our welcome I guess because high tide had come in and we all had valuables in our bags that couldn't get wet, so we had to climb all the rocks back to the beach while carrying fishing poles, fish and other stuff. It got the adrenaline flowing for sure, but we made it and when we got back on the beach and especially back to "our" beach we all had a great sense of achievement and relief.

I guess that was everything worthy to tell so far. We had quite some self harvested coconuts in between ever since the daintree. Some fish, some good dumpster meals (hmm yummy xD ) and maybe "a bit" too much goon. But it's been fun but now I'm just really eager to work, make myself useful, earn some money and just being able to settle somewhere.