Dave’s health was still presenting some concerns so we opted to stay another night at Zoe Falls, which wasn’t such a hard decision as the area is really stunning. Beside it was great not to have to lug the packs for one day. And to top it all off, we ended up being the only ones staying at Zoe Falls that night.
We explored the area, wandered along the miles of stunning beach and even went for a night walk to spot wildlife. Unfortunately, the most common thing we saw was the cane toad – and it appeared to be pretty thick in numbers.
I should mention that the previous night, probably due to a lack of coconuts, we had broken out the pack of cards and began to play 500. This was to be the start of something. We would play more hands of 500 that I had ever played across the entirety of my previous life. It was often a lifesaver when we were cornered by the weather (this was to come) or stuck in an airport. I’d have to say I had my fair share of good hands.
The next day the weather had taken a turn for the worse – quite cloudy, though no rain, which was a blessing. We headed off to Mulligan Falls – another place of real natural beauty. The walk was not that long, but it had its moments and it was probably a good thing it wasn’t a hot day. We arrived at the Falls just on lunch time and met up with the group of blokes who were decamping.
We explored the area, wandered along the miles of stunning beach and even went for a night walk to spot wildlife. Unfortunately, the most common thing we saw was the cane toad – and it appeared to be pretty thick in numbers.
I should mention that the previous night, probably due to a lack of coconuts, we had broken out the pack of cards and began to play 500. This was to be the start of something. We would play more hands of 500 that I had ever played across the entirety of my previous life. It was often a lifesaver when we were cornered by the weather (this was to come) or stuck in an airport. I’d have to say I had my fair share of good hands.
The next day the weather had taken a turn for the worse – quite cloudy, though no rain, which was a blessing. We headed off to Mulligan Falls – another place of real natural beauty. The walk was not that long, but it had its moments and it was probably a good thing it wasn’t a hot day. We arrived at the Falls just on lunch time and met up with the group of blokes who were decamping.
At this point I should say that we really needed to revise our view of them. They turned out to be friendly and offered some interesting advice. They said that if we wanted to it might be possible to catch an earlier boat off the island .
This led to the only moment of potential disagreement on the entire walk, with a couple of us tempted to see if we could head out a day early (the boat pick-up point was a couple hrs walk away and we were now at the end of the track that wasn’t quite as stunning). We also had mobile phone signal. So, a call was made to the boat operators to see if we could be picked up tomorrow evening. The short answer was no – the tides were wrong – if we wanted to be picked up it would have to be tonight or tomorrow morning.
Again – a difference of opinion. The lure of a warm dry bed if we caught the morning boat had certain appeal. Again, check the phone. According to the weather sites it was going to be pretty miserable for the next day or so. Again – more debate. In the end it was decided not to go because Dave still wasn’t feeling great.
I decided to go for a walk to the beach to clear my head, which was about a 1/2 hrs walk away. I took a rod along. On my first cast I pulled in a nice sized trevally but with the weather heading the way it was I decided cooking fish wasn’t the order of the day, so threw it back. I should mention at this point that Dave had also caught a trevally back at Zoe Bay, which we’d decided to use for bait – though without success.
Standing on the beach, alone, with the weather closing in, the waters in front of you mirky, and the knowledge that there could be crocs around, has a strangely motivating impact. I decide to head back and try and beat the weather. I failed.
This led to the only moment of potential disagreement on the entire walk, with a couple of us tempted to see if we could head out a day early (the boat pick-up point was a couple hrs walk away and we were now at the end of the track that wasn’t quite as stunning). We also had mobile phone signal. So, a call was made to the boat operators to see if we could be picked up tomorrow evening. The short answer was no – the tides were wrong – if we wanted to be picked up it would have to be tonight or tomorrow morning.
Again – a difference of opinion. The lure of a warm dry bed if we caught the morning boat had certain appeal. Again, check the phone. According to the weather sites it was going to be pretty miserable for the next day or so. Again – more debate. In the end it was decided not to go because Dave still wasn’t feeling great.
I decided to go for a walk to the beach to clear my head, which was about a 1/2 hrs walk away. I took a rod along. On my first cast I pulled in a nice sized trevally but with the weather heading the way it was I decided cooking fish wasn’t the order of the day, so threw it back. I should mention at this point that Dave had also caught a trevally back at Zoe Bay, which we’d decided to use for bait – though without success.
Standing on the beach, alone, with the weather closing in, the waters in front of you mirky, and the knowledge that there could be crocs around, has a strangely motivating impact. I decide to head back and try and beat the weather. I failed.
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