WEDNESDAY 3 JUNE MISSION BEACH
We woke to a great day, for once – blue sky with a few clouds. It was definitely a day for an ambitious excursion.
Drove to South Mission Bay and left Truck in car park at the end of the road by the beach.
Then we set out to do the walk to Kennedy Bay, which is the longest day walk on offer around here, and promises to be walking with great scenery.
The path was well made, with steps in places. We went through rainforest, at first, then there was a long walk along Lugger Beach. This was beautiful, with its outlook straight across to Dunk Island. Stopped for a little while to watch a group of Rainbow Bee Eaters hard at work. They take off from a branch and soar up into the air, trying to catch insects. They are really beautiful.
I was intrigued by the patterns made by little critters in the sand. I think the round balls might be soldier crabs, or similar, but another, more geometric pattern left me wondering.
We saw a fishing trawler, working the channel between the mainland and Dunk Island.
The track then passed behind some mangroves, over Tam O’Shanter Point, and onto the beach of Kennedy Bay. This is named for Edmund Kennedy, the first white man to explore these parts, who began his 1848 expedition to Cape York here. His boat was the Tam O’Shanter.
The beach was pleasant, the views superb. We could see turtles in the sea, occasionally sticking their heads up out of the water. We found a picnic table set up at the back of the beach, about half a km along. Sat there and had our lunch. We identified a Sacred Kingfisher – new to us – John was pleased.
There was a clear view to Hinchinbrook Island from here. The island is so big – it has a presence that looms in the distance. Its top was in cloud for much of the time. I know there is a multi-day walking trail on the Island – maybe John’s hip will be up to carrying a backpack again, before our travels are done?
There was a lot of black ashy sediment in the water here. We do not know if it is from coconuts, sugar cane burn offs, or some other fires.
The day was quite hot. John’s leg was feeling the effects of two days of activity. So we decided not to continue the extra 3kms or so, to the Hull River mouth. We’d brought 3 litres of water with us, and ended up drinking it all before the end of the walk.
Retraced our steps back to Truck. The 7km, or so, walk took us 6 hours, because we dawdled so much, looking at birds. It was 5.30 by the time we got back to Truck.
John had a close look at the Coconut Caravan Park at South Mission Beach, from the outside. Next time we are here, he wants to stay there, because he can fish from the beach over the road. He can’t do that where we are, because of the reef close in – has to drive to go fishing.
I cooked John’s fish for his tea – in foil, with lemon. I had a tin of tuna and we had potatoes and broccoli with our respective fish. The “bone fish” was aptly named, John said.
We packed up the awning and roof rack things before tea.
With the sun shining, there are a number of absolutely brilliantly blue coloured, quite large, butterflies, working the bushes in the caravan park. I am amazed by the almost luminous blue that they are. Found out later they are the Ulysses Butterfly.
John’s hip was really sore, after two days of solid exercise.