There’s something about the rainforests of Paluma that draws us back again and again. The wild tangles of vegetation. The vines that Vilis loves. The suite of birds so different from those of To...
In the cool freshness of early morning, I explored Anderson Park Botanical Gardens. I found bush stone-curlews skulking beneath a sausage tree and observed two laughing kookaburras repeatedly swoop in...
In mid-afternoon, weary of the unpacking and cleaning that always accompanies the end of a camping excursion, I cycled the Ross River Parkway to Townsville’s Palmetum Park, hoping to locate th...
At dawn, moisture dripped onto our tent in a campground in the village of Eungella beyond the borders of Eungella National Park. Not rain, the drips spilled from tree leaves above, fallen accumulation...