Once again we had a lovely several days with our friends, Andrew and Carol Iles (and their wonderful, big, sweet as, goofy, puppy, Peggy) at Kingfisher Park Birdwatcher’s Lodge. I could easily stay there for weeks, or months. There is a vibe to that place not to be found anywhere else. Of course there are other awesome places with good vibes, but KP is unique and I absolutely love it. I know I have gone into this before, but I do. I am so grateful for this place and these friends. So grateful. We did have to go, but I will never completely leave it as it lives in my heart.
|The road in... Kingfisher Park Lodge is at the end... I love how I feel going down this road to that place.|
|Brekkie on the verandah |
|The back side of the lodge|
|The rainforest front yard... Love...|
Yes, it was time to move on. We decided to head south down the tablelands. We had never been to Ravenshoe (pronounced Ravens hoe, NOT Raven shoe as I kept referring to it). It’s the highest town in Queensland. We had a look at the town and a nibble at the bakery and then drove on to a sweet little caravan park in Mt. Garnet. It even had working wifi, which is all but unheard of in caravan parks in Oz. There were a beautiful group of Pied Currawongs that hung around the park. Lovely birds, but I did not take any photos. There were also Pied Butcherbirds and Magpies. It was a very pied place!
|A real tourist selfie|
I did grab a few photos of a Spangled Drongo earlier in the day in Mt. Molloy. It is a bird I tend to overlook. They are fairly common and if you don’t really “look” at it, it is just a “blackbird.” But through your bins in the sun, it is black-blue and red eyed gorgeousness. And that cool tail? I love me some Spangled Drongos. And it must be said that it has one of the best bird names ever.
|Spangled Drongo amazingness|
We left the mountains and drove over to the coast, then south to Crystal Creek caravan park, one of our favorites. We stopped briefly in Tully so that I could climb the Golden Gumboot in the sunshine (it almost always rains there… hence the gumboot being the symbol of the town). I also used the Gent’s room there and saw a dispenser featuring the wisdom of "Condoman!" I had not seen, nor heard, of Condoman. Which if you think about it, is really written as if it’s “Condo man.” Not a very tough sounding superhero… CONDO MAN! He can sell you an apartment faster than a speeding bullet!
|I've got to climb the boot. I just do. |
|"Don't be shame be game." I don't even know what that means.|
And then we thought we’d grab a quick afternoon snack and ended up having insanely delicious prawns (and some chips) in Ingham. Seriously as good as I have ever had (and I have had some excellent, fresh, local shrimp). So our snack became our main meal of the day.
|Fresh, local, insanely yums!|
We are heading south toward more birding. I don’t like to talk a lot about exactly what we’re doing until it’s done. I reckon I feel like it’s tempting fate or something (not that I am superstitious- touch wood). For the next few days though, we are just traveling along and taking our time. I am so grateful.
Peace. Love. Birds.