We had a lovely day today; we rode over
300km, had a walk in the clouds at Paluma and were given a poem by Gray Bear.
Our day began by travelling north up the Bruce Highway. We
stopped off at the Frosty Mango and had Mango Smoothie and Mango Cheesecake. It
seems like we’ve been in the tropics for a while and hadn’t had any tropical
food so this was our chance, it was delicious. I expected that we’d see farmers
selling produce at their farm gate but we haven’t seen many at all. The fruit
and vegies are quite expensive in the supermarkets considering a lot of it is
grown locally.
We headed for Ingham, and from there we were
going to Wallaman Falls which is the longest single drop waterfall in Australia. We
got to Ingham and started following the signs to Wallaman and found out that
the roads were also leading us towards Mt Fox. We are going to a rally at Mt
Fox on the weekend, so we decided to leave Wallaman Falls
until then, it was still another hours drive from Ingham.
I had several places in mind to visit today
if we had the time, so we headed south on the Bruce Highway, back towards Townsville
and turned off towards Jourama
Falls.
The sign suggested that the walk to Jourama Falls would take 1 hour to do the 1.5km
walk. Tony decided not to go, so I left him reading the newspaper while I
headed off. The walk to the falls was quite steep at times and there was a
crossing through a creek where you hop from rock to rock, with a chain to hold
on to. With stopping to take photos it did take about an hour to do.
After having a cup of tea and some fruit we
were back on the road going to Paluma. We rode up 18km of winding mountain road
to the village of
Paluma where mists are
common and in summer the area is often cloaked in clouds. We took some photos
at McClelland Lookout and did the Paluma Rainforest Walk. Paluma Range
National Park is World
Heritage listed Wet Tropics Rainforest.
We went to go and have a cuppa at Paluma
Dreaming but they are closed on Thursdays. The couple who run the place, Karen
and Steve (Gray Bear), were sitting out the back having a drink and we stopped
and had a chat with them. Steve gave us a copy of a poem he had written.
Going down the mountain we stopped off at
Little Crystal Creek where a magnificent stone bridge was built as an
employment scheme during the Depression. It was a pretty area with water
cascading down the rocks and into crystal clear ponds, huge buttressed trees,
tree ferns and palms. It would be a lovely spot to stop for a swim on a hot
day. Unfortunately Tony slipped on the rocks and bruised his leg quite
painfully. After taking a few more photos we were losing light so we headed
back to Townsville.
Riding by Gray Bear
There are no words to describe
The feeling that we share
Climbing the Range to Paluma
Breathing the clear, clean air
Dodging the four wheel drivers
Taking a spill and a dive
Living our lives to the fullest
Glad to be alive
I’ve sweated all week in the office
I’ve worn my fingers to the bone
I had a big fight with my partner
There’s no bloody place like home
I’ve decided to get a new Honda
Or maybe a Harley or two
Maybe I’ll just get married
Heck, wouldn’t that make you spew.
I like to have a hot breakfast
Maybe Baked Beans on toast
Bacon and Eggs will fill me
And Karen’s a real good host
It’s Paluma Dreaming next Sunday
Topped up with the ride up the hill
I look out for the ones in their new cars
Some of them, real bloody dills.
So to all of you folks in the lowlands
Take the step and get a new bike
Get a Harley or even a Honda
Any two wheels, you’ll be right.