Hinchinbrook’s dawn chorus of birds rang out loudly in lifting darknes. Increasing light revealed clear skies except for wisps of white cloud clinging to The Thumb, a thrusting pinnacle east of ...
After light rain in the night, the rainforest at Mulligan Falls exuded moisture, creating a steamy atmosphere that pervaded our clothes and senses. Sweat beaded from our skin even before we began hiki...
At 12:30 p.m., Vilis and I boarded a small, covered ferry that pounded away from Dungeness over murky, green-brown water bordered by mangroves. Grey cloud hung over our destination of Hinchinbrook Isl...
In an earlier post, I discussed the enigma of Australia’s disappearing frog species and the discovery that these disappearances were linked with an infectious skin disease called chytridiomycosi...