Mother Nature’s creation here in the Tropical North is simply breathtaking.
The tropical rainforest meets the reef and I am just about to explore both.
Sitting by the creek at ’Djiru National Park’ and just listening to the sounds of this peaceful forest is pure bliss. The pristine clear waters of these creeks are astounding.
Tall ferns flank the sunnier parts of this forest creek.
Early morning sun rays warm the creek waters to evaporate like a hot spring.
Underwater plants gently move to the rhythm of this creek.
A dotted eel foraged in between submerged branches, only movement gave him away. The cassowary is the most renown inhabitants, but there is much more to this ancient tropical forest.
Many species of mammals, frogs and lizards, birds and flora are not found anywhere else on planet earth. I really hope that us humans are able to save and cherish this part of the world for generations to come. This is a monumental task here, as well as most other places in the world.
I stayed by the beach overnight and watched the full moon rising over Dunk Island.
A yacht anchored not far from shore, which I lined up with the moon reflecting waters.
The weather forecast looked promising to take Maniyak out for a well-needed paddle. Dunk Islands’s sheltered northern bay was only 7 kms of shore from South Mission Beach, the southernmost point around 9 kms. If wind and swell pick up at anytime, I can always turn around. I launched the kayak way before sunrise on a chilly night, to avoid the midday trade winds.
Wind and weather were still calm as I reached the northern point of Dunk Island. Many yachts anchored in this sheltered bay. Nothing had chased my lures so far as I decided to paddle along the eastern side of Dunk Island.
The sandy beaches gave way to gigantic round granite boulders.
Different vegetation lined the foreshore, yet still spectacular. I reached the southern tip of Dunk Island a few hours later.
Wind and weather were still surprisingly calm, as was the action on my fishing lines. A few boats anchored along my path, which greeted my friendly ‘Good morning’ with surprised eyes.
There wasn’t much happening here on the fishing rods either, it was extremely calm and quiet. At exactly that moment, my deep diving lure took some line. This grabbed the attention of the other fishos too.
It wasn’t a long fight, but I was just as happy to land this well-sized, extremely colourful Coral Trout.
I drifted off towards the anchored boats and astounded fishos as I released the hook from the trout’s mouth. I would have liked to hear what they were thinking. The body language was quite obvious. ‘Should have bought a kayak’ I greeted friendly as I paddled on.
The reef here was only a few feet deep in some parts and the waters were crystal clear. I was glad to spot Troopy on the shoreline as I headed towards South Mission Beach around 1 pm.
My legs didn’t feel as jelly after this estimated 25 km round trip around Dunk Island. Onboard were a delicious fish for dinner and a very happy grinner.
Mission Beach clearly accomplished.