August 18th...

So, Ken and I decided to check out a little more of Australia - or I should say, Queensland, because we've mostly been here anyway. It's a huge state. Probably as big as Ontario, or bigger.
We chose the diverse northeast subtropical area just 2 hours north of Cairns. Click on the map if you want to see where I live (Surfers Paradise) and where I went (Daintree).
http://www.ozhorizons.com.au/qld/map.htm

Anyway, lots of travel and after checking into the chillest hostel in Queensland – PK’s Jungle Village (which is also the practically the heart of Cape Trib) Ken and I decided to just cruise around the area and check it all out. One of the first things we saw was this sign.



Freaky, hey?

On our way back from Cape Tribulation beach, we had to cross this murky stream going from the ocean into the jungle. There were several people around and no signs so we thought it would be alright to wade through to cross. Halfway across I joked to Ken, “Hope there are no crocs in here” and I laughed at him cause he got his pants soaked.
Storm coming in Myall Beach

When we were sorting out activities for the week, Ken overheard the reception staff telling guests that there were big crocs in the creek we had crossed and not to wade in at high tide. Our hearts sunk to our stomachs. We did not find it funny. In retrospect, it still isn’t. O