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cathedral forest and beach forest


The day dawned rainy. A heavy rain, persistent. It is assumed we are in the driest month of the year, but it seems that we are in the wet season. Anyway, better get up, I've booked as a tour boat on the river at 8 am, to see the birds in the area ... but will it be worth going out with this time?

After a few minutes we have the answer. Andrew, the owner of the property is called the window and says it has canceled the boat trip through the rain. So we ran out to see the birds (and crocodiles), but still decided to get up early to see if we can do something else.

Andrew and Trish are very friendly. Besides reserve the tour, and inform us of your cancellation, We also booked dinner at the restaurant yesterday. And by simply making reservations, the dinner we ended up with a discount of 15%. This morning, the last in our stay, we make a picture in the end we sent by email. And the breakfast delicious. Everything is homemade, even bread and jams. And when he (wisely) asked for a bakery to buy bread, they offered a few slices of homemade bread.

early breakfast, and head of travel before ten o'clock. We have all day to go before reaching the airport, the flight from Cairns is at seven o'clock. But this time, what we do? When we Mosman up to the rain continues and we do not want to do the walk with the Indians who had planned to do on this day.

Trying to avoid bad weather take the road to the plateau, to see if it rains less in height. And indeed, the time is less rain from above. We stopped here and there to geocache treasure hunting, we go places termite six feet tall and stopped for lunch beside a lake, an oasis in this dry part. The east coast of Australia is. Near the sea is rather wet, but once you go inland you have to climb a mountain range, low but high enough to stop the moisture, and appears before you the outback, the land so dry that, as you wander the continent becomes more dry hot desert planet.

We still have time, so we take a detour to reach the highlands of Atherton. In this part, a couple of hours of Cairns, there are several lakes, all filled with water formed craters of volcanoes. It's an awesome place, but the rain, returning to haunt us, leaves us comfortable ride. With what we follow.

The map shows something called "tree cathedral, so we went to that place. If a tree with that name should be something spectacular.

And certainly, the tree cathedral is the most fantastic tree I've ever seen. No more than five hundred years, tourism panel says, but in this forest of young trees that grow so quickly, these many years. And the tree seems those years and more. Choke is a ficus, which grew in the high treetops. Over time the roots reach the ground, and the tree ended up strangling the original tree. There is not no trace of this first tree, and what you see are all aerial roots that rise tens of meters, to see above the tree itself, majestic, with all those roots with shapes which resemble the decorations of a Gothic cathedral. You can even walk by the roots, and into this cathedral is magical. From below, are all roots and branches are up there. And the most curious among the branches seems that there are other trees, and maybe in another five hundred years their roots reach the ground to end this cathedral and perhaps create something greater.

We still have time to do something more with what we are still exploring this fascinating area. The road turns into forest road unpaved and leads to a trail that runs from the forest. I realize that the forest track has taken longer than anticipated and now we're just in time, which seems rather ride a place with little interruption. Back

found that this deviation after visiting the cathedral is something that we should not have done. It's after five, and the plane leaves at seven. We have less than an hour to get to the airport if we take the plane with no trouble. And between us and the airport is the forest track, and a road that leads through the mountains, a road we do not know and we can bring surprises.

I look at the map and find that the worst of the mountain is still to come. Are all curves and more curves. So I press the accelerator, but you can not go very fast on this road. Will we in time? To make matters worse, the deposit Gasoline starts to make reservations, so we'll have to stop somewhere to refuel. And we began to make plans if we do not time. Maybe it's better that way. If we lose the plane, we have another night to enjoy Cairns. I very nearly like this idea. Overall, we've already lost once on the plane trip.

The road continues and continues. We reached the shore, and soon found a gas station. The road now takes us into Cairns, we have to cross from side to side, stopping on their lights. At the end we left Cairns to reach the airport. Are later than half past 6, we still have time ... barely. But I have yet to leave the car.
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it is better to get off Mineko with luggage, and then I leave the car. The airport is small, and luckily no one in the car rental office. Just I have to leave the key in a mailbox, which I do in a minute, and run to see Iwasaki, who is finalizing the arrangements of the bags, a guard with a curious looking frantic activity. It is 7 quarter.

We run a check ... Is it too late?

Well no, the plane leaves late, and yet until we wait. With what was just and our trip, no extra night in Cairns ... perhaps should have driven a little slower.

Gone are the fish and the barrier reef, the trees and beaches, and majestic cathedral.

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Daintree River marks the border of the habitat of the crocodile. From here, take a swim in a river is equivalent to risk being attacked by a crocodile, and in all rivers warning sign appears. Boating abound for tourists who want to see these animals, but there is something that appeals to us. If we are to see crocodiles, or whatever, we prefer that is not part of a tour group. If we're going to see something wild, it better be in their natural state, without interference or out of any travel agent.

With that, instead of look for crocodiles, crossed the river to see the forest and its potential charm. From the ferry we see in front, a green mantle of trees. Left behind civilization, and into the park.

But we soon discovered that the north is almost as civilized as the south. The road, narrow and winding, passing close to tourist attractions. One is a room where there is a platform to the height of the treetops, where you can see the monkey forest view, if any monkeys here. We prefer not to pay the ticket, and instead we walk a trail "classic" on the ground. The place, alone, is everything to us, and enjoy the great variety of trees, plants vines, and vegetation are the two things, climbing trees that are born in the crowns of mature trees, and instead of growing up growing down to the roots reach the ground. Once the roots reach down, these trees are becoming stronger, and eventually strangle his benefactor. Strangler figs are.

Later we came to a beach where the forest reaches the sand. It is an area of \u200b\u200bcontrasts, between the green vegetation, white sand and blue water. And walking along the shore we found many pieces of coral near the barrier. Here, instead of collecting sea shells, which play is to collect pieces of coral. Next to the beach we see a signal Jellyfish warning that during the summer are a danger as serious as the Crocodile river. We

obligatory stop at an ice cream with tropical fruit artisans there. Are unknown fruit flavors and appetizing. While we enjoyed our dessert came a couple of buses to unload their human cargo, all eager to taste the ice cream.

continued the tour, stopping here and there, walking through forest and beach. The vegetation is interesting, but the truth is not so special. Print gave me a lot more vegetation near Sydney the first time I came to Australia, with its eucalyptus trees, their flowers of spider and flower "bottle brush" and nuts as artistic banksia tree. And I got the impression forests of Tasmania and New Zealand, with its ancient trees, huge. Here in the Australian tropical trees are all young. It is a vegetation that has not changed since the time when all continents were united in the supercontinent of Pangea, long before the arrival of the dinosaurs. Knowing this is impressive, yes, but the trees themselves, rather primitive, are not as colorful as elsewhere. Back

we realize that we were late for our dinner reservation, so we traveled hastily, to the extent that we leave the road until you reach the restaurant. The dinner, fabulous and a great way to end the day.

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The second part of this journey takes us to Cairns Daintree rainforest area. The Daintree forest is the oldest in the world, with more than 130 million years. What a coincidence, that this forest is so close to the reef. It seems to me to see ancient trees, and maybe meet one of those Ents, shepherds of trees that appear in "The Lord of the Rings ¨.

Our trip begins in Cairns, where we go to the rental car agency. We discovered that the place is full of car rental agencies, dive schools, and cheap accommodation. This is an ideal place to come without booking anything, and simply find the best way to spend the holidays. A paradise for young and adventurous. I'm not much of the former, but some of the latter.

already in the car, follow the coast. I have not allowed to upload more than 300 meters during 24 hours after my last dive, which is still the danger of decompression. With what we're quiet, watching the seascape, and without approaching the nearby mountains.

The aim of the day is to visit the valley of Mosman, one of the places where you can enter the Daintree forest. Almost in the forest we stopped at a native population which organized walks with local guides, but bad luck makes this one of the few days that have party, a special party held only them. With what we have to wait for another day, and we entrándonos in the valley, a narrow valley and forest, until the forest path.

The forest itself is a bit disappointing because so many tourists that the charm of being in the world's oldest forest breaks. And the trees, ancient anything. They are all young trees, although the forest is old the trees are not. No giant trees, at least in this area, and the only wildlife we \u200b\u200bsee are tourists, and a wild turkey that will not stop following us.

That this is not our day.

We reached the town of Daintree, where we take our property. The owners are a family bird enthusiast, and from the garden you can see birds of all types on favorable days. Today is a rainy day, and birds are elsewhere. But the place itself is quiet, and all occupants are fond of birdwatching, this hobby is bird watching. It is a hobby that I acquired when I lived in Scotland, a place where people collect everything: there are those who collect Mountain Climbing (¨ hillwalking ¨), who collects model trains traveling trying to find new ways (¨ trainspotting ¨), and of course, who collects birds, taking photographs and recording their behavior.

The village is just three streets, a shop, telephone booth, a tourist office closed at this hour, and a couple of restaurants for tourists. We had dinner in a restaurant, the only one open that day, and it is full of locals enjoying a substantial dinner and cheap.

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After a busy night in the end I get up at 6 am. Surprisingly I'm rested and ready to visit the deep sea. This time I let the clock, which is not guaranteed to the depths that we will lose, but I have a camera, that I can go down to forty meters.

The sky is the color of dawn, and I'm surprised the lack of cold, something I always associate with the moments before sunrise. And the water ahead.

quickly descended, following the anchor cable, and in no time we are at the bottom of the sea, the end of the thirty meters are nothing, you can walk in less than a minute. But the feeling a hundred feet under water, even being so close, it is so different. The pressure really does not feel directly, you feel like you are being squeezed because the body all water is not compressed, and the air we breathe is the same water pressure. But the water seems somewhat viscous, like oil, and makes the movements are slower. Ferdinand, the instructor who took me diving title. once said that at great depths, much greater than these hundred feet to the air feels like slimy pressure.

And not just the movements are slow. Thinking slows down, I find it harder to be aware of what is happening around them. Everything seems funny, funny. Enter euphoria attacks that cost suppress. Are symptoms of a mild nitrogen narcosis, which often happens to great depths, and not dangerous be harmful, but because it can cause reactions such as when one gets drunk, and you know, if you drink do not drive. I try to take pictures, but the camera does not operate ... or is that I am not pressing the play button? I touch all the buttons, but nothing seems strange.

And we all, some with mild symptoms of narcosis, which makes them laugh at anything ... and even laughter can be heard through the water so thick. We started with experiments.

In the first experiment, we compared the depth gauge of each person, and we see that there are major differences, as these are becoming less reliable as we go down deeper. In the second experiment, the instructor draws a table with numbers written in any order, and sent us to each play the numbers in order. And you realize who is most affected by narcosis, as some seem to take forever to find all the numbers.

The third experiment is the most fun. The instructor brings a fresh egg that pressure does not break because there is no air inside. The theory is that the pressure to break the egg makes the white and yolk still together, as if the egg was a ball, and we can spend the egg shelled each other. The practice is somewhat different. As the instructor breaks the egg, a fish who was hovering over us is released and plunges the content instantly. We try to remove the fish, but he is spinning. It is a big fish, half a meter or so. It is so insistent that we have to push it, but nothing, still. His movements are quick, ours are very slow. At the end of the day, this is his element. I get to touch the fish and try to push it. The feel of the fish is something special. The fish are in the surfaces are soft, but it feels hard like a regulation ball. The pressure continues surprises.

The instructor takes food from the manga for the fish (which saved more surprises up its sleeve?) And throws it as far as possible. And so we got to finish the experiment, passing the contents of another egg from one to another, until the fish is on again to finish with our makeshift ball.

The instructor asks us how we air. All are mid-air or less. I look at my flag, and I can not tell if I'm more or less than half. Give a signal something strange ... Now find the instructor that I'm half drugged? but the instructor does not seem worried, and takes us on a tour of the profundidates, to the coral. After a few minutes, less depth and with my mind more clearly see that was less than half the air. And that is when I discover the real danger from the deep, that makes people can be put in situations they can not get out alive. The danger of diving not so much the sea or animals, but the people themselves when they make fatal errors. It is a lesson that I hope will not forget.

Back in the boat waiting for us breakfast, and Mineko, and wakes up, tells me she has slept very well. Well, at least one has rested ...

The camera is working again, thankfully. It appears that the waterproof case holds the pressure, but the same pressure all the buttons pressed at once, and the camera becomes useless.

After breakfast we go to our penultimate dive. This time, to avoid cold water, we get better protection, a suit which in principle is what people wear in the summer to protect jellyfish, whose sting can be fatal, but it is not necessary in winter. We put it put it because others also to be more warm. And it is true, this material, or whatever, is warm, and when we normal suit over this canvas are so comfortable, that on entering the water did not notice that impression chilly water ... Why did not we had that before?

This time the dive site is different, I do not know, and had arrived late for instructions. Mark tells me what they have said, or rather, what you have understood, which is not much he did not know English. The idea is to go to the right and dive the reef to the right until reach a shallow area where there is usually a turtle. This is the idea but soon get lost under the water, and among those we reached an impasse. Here we go round and round, looking for lion fish that are supposed to exist in these parts, but nothing. And so on, when suddenly a huge line, much larger than that once saw in Jervis Bay. This guy should have more than two meters, and was hidden just below us in the sandy bottom. We dive, and we see a shark. Should be one of those who saw last night. He was calm, rested in the background, oblivious to us. We approach a bit to take pictures, and basking shark approach allows us ... these tourists, will be thinking. In the end, when Mark was trying to take a picture with the shark, goes away and leaves us. Now that I think perhaps we should not have come so ...

already on the boat look at the map of the site and discovered that, after all, have done almost everything that we intend to do except go to the place of the turtle. The streak was on the map, and the shark too. It appears that these animals are very territorial. Mineko told me that yes she has seen the turtle on his expedition with breathing tube, to envy!

And finally comes the last trip underwater. This time try to pick out all the details the map. The idea is to reach an area with caves and visit one of these caves, but again we are lost underwater. Come here and there, until you find the same dead end of again. We dive in shallow water to find another valley, and here we see a cave. This must be our destiny, and we entered. The cave is a passage under the coral, rather narrow. We have to go one on one, something that gives me something to fear as a golden rule is not separated from their peers. I go first, step rather quickly, with little claustrophobic. To be in an underwater cave gives impression ...

After about ten meters came at the end of the cave, at sea again open. I turn around, but nobody follows. Will not have dared to enter? What do I do now, only in this ocean? "I return to the cave to see where they are? And what happens if I meet them, and I can not turn around as the place so narrow? Fortunately soon see Sonia and out the mouth of the cave, and after that to Mark. Thank goodness.

follow the planned route. The area is deeper than I expected, too deep. It is our third dive and we should not go too deep or we risk having problems with decompression. The books say that if one is too long at great depths, the nitrogen accumulates in the blood, and out of the water it becomes a gas again, creating bubbles in the blood and excruciating pain.

see another shark, and we got to do more photos, until I see the flag and discovered with surprise that I am at 19 meters when he thought no more than 13 meters lower. So I climb at 13 feet, and beckoned to Mark and Sonia to rise. But not seem to notice my signs, and continue down. Marcos even lower again, following something that catches your eye. Would you be affecting nitrogen narcosis ...? So what am I under to pick? Luckily, Mark up again, but not until my depth. I think it's too deep, but he he looks calm and in charge of the situation, so I follow my depth, looking at Mark and Sonia from time to time, hoping it would not fall further.

the end we run out of air and we surfaced. I thought that we had not reached the boat, and discover that he was mistaken. The stream we had passed over the boat, and we have to swim on the surface, counter-current ... How tired! We are the last to reach the ship.

Well, no more diving. So long, coral, again. In the last dive I managed to avoid much of condensation inside the sealed chamber. Following the recommendations of Mark, before each immersion watched carefully all the joints inside the box, and discovered water drops loose, I had to dry completely before closing the box. Also, after these experiences underwater decided that the first thing I do is buy a table and pen to write underwater and communicate with people, and a compass. Mark and Sonia stay one more day, that your trip is three days, but I do not know if I could take any more days. I'm tired, until my hands hurt, perhaps by the effects of decompression, or simply for having been so long under water. And I dream to sleep in a bed that does not move. Moreover, I find that we have been too time underwater at depths too great. Later we discover that the risk of having the painful problems of decompression and it was not advisable to do more dives in the next 24 hours. I hope Mark and Sonia do not have happened.

Back on the boat under way to Cairns we find more whales. Or are the same as before? This time I rush to get the camera and take pictures. A whale comes so close that passes under the boat. It is so quiet, just floating on the surface, producing a flap in the air, as if sunbathing. Back in Cairns

we walk by people, a tourist spot with shops all parties. Back in civilization. There is a 24-hour market where there are numerous massage group asking us to let them make us massages. I'm tired, but I feel strange, as the joints are swollen by the pressure difference and do not want to risk that massages leave them worse.

had dinner in a nice Thai restaurant, the Khin Khao, where to eat, and sleep, tomorrow begins the second part of our journey.

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After the first two dives the ship arrived at our destination, the Ocean Quest, another larger boat where we will spend the night. The Ocean Quest, in addition to being bigger has fewer people, since most only spend the day and return to Cairns. The atmosphere is more relaxed, and the crew as enjoyable as the first boat. The cabin is anything but television, I guess that does not reach these waters. And the Internet nor thought. Great!

Soon comes the time for the next dive. Irene goes with his advanced scuba lessons, and I along with Mark and Sonia. Mineko, who at other times he went with the breathing tube, begins to feel nauseated by the constant motion of the boat and this time he is on board.

Marcos Sonia and I are going down. This them memorize the map before downloading it. The bottom line is much deeper, giving almost afraid and do not stop watching the depth gauge, we should not go too low. We found that there is not much to do so down, and maintain a depth of 13 meters along a wall of coral, anemones and goldfish. Follow the planned route (which taste that comes from knowing that we know where we are), but nothing spectacular as turtles and rays and sharks ... little fish here and there, corals, and a large, colorful fish, parrot fish. And I think I begin to control diving, I feel it easier to control buoyancy, and take pictures without problems ... but the sealed box, I discover with horror, is completely overshadowed by in and out all the photos as if using a smoothing filter such as those used for portraits of glamorous. I do not know if there is a defect in the box, or just not close well. But hey, it seems that no water.

Back to the boat Mineko me "gives" a bag of what has driven while on the boat ... I still says he is enjoying the ride. All crew are so nice, and tourists, all dedicated to diving, interesting stories from other places they have visited.

After dinner comes the dip was waiting. It is the night dive. We leave deck, where crew members are attracted to fish food. I guess they do to see if there are sharks, this is the time when sharks are most active ... and find a shark among the fishes. Faster, more active than the other fish, it gives chills. And then I see another and another ... A total of four or five. I was beginning to freeze the blood. Will they cancel the tour?

Apparently not. These sharks are not to be hazardous, since the guides do it and tell us that we prepare to enter the water. Somewhat hesitant, I start the computer, and then the excitement back into the water, together with the trust given by others, who did not mention sharks make me forget my fears, and I get together with the group, this time going with a guide.

nocturnal fish are much larger. I do not know any of them, and it seems that sharks have been robbed enough food and have gone to rest. In some ways it disappointed me a bit, no sense of danger. Water, dark, prevents us from seeing much, and follow the light guide. All around us we see large fish following our trail of light. They seem to have color, or simply lack of light makes them appear to be gray or black. Eyes large and bright, are adapted to darkness.

Back on the boat waiting for us a delicious homemade dessert. Mineko, who remains elusive too well, also points to the dessert, and take notes while enjoying the dive data, the need to show my experience ... that is, if I leave the pocketbook at the hotel the next time.

And while we relaxed and talked about the day's events, an instructor gives me a special diving for the next day. The place where we are is quite deep, and go for a deep dive workshop. It is part of the advanced diver course, and I offer to take part in this dive. As an incentive tells me that this workshop will be worth as part of my advanced course if I take it in the future in any place qualified, and also has said that Marcos themselves to be involved, as Mark does not speak English I could do as an interpreter. The course costs extra, not much, and I insinuating that should be free for me if I do as an interpreter. But no school, and finally agree to take part in the course, paying whatever it touches. Immersion will

next day, at 6 and a half in the morning. Quickly become more than 11 pm, and at the end of the day exhausted and thinking about the early start the next day, we go to bed.

... but it is not easy to sleep on anything that moves ... I am surprised that Mineko, who was ill during much of the day, sleep right away. And I'm in bed trying to sleep, with the ship's movement and the sound of a door or something that is out and who will not stop chirping to the sound of the waves ... time passes ... midnight, one, two ... intermittently sleep, waking every hour. The excitement of the last day, the anticipation of things to come, the ship's motion, the light of the full moon, majestic, seen from the bed, the creak of the door ... it all comes together to not let me sleep.

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While we conducted the path for the cercle d'Llivia adventure, we met with Mr. Gallardo, who circulated with this odd solar electric bicycle from his invention. We found that electrical repair technician retired now know spend their free time creating this spectacular qual prototype developed a rather significant speed and equipped, light, horn intermittent and all working perfectly and done in a traditional way.
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