In clear sunlight and cool, upland air, grey-headed robins inspected Vilis’s and my campsite while we ate a hot porridge breakfast. Operatic chowchillas sang resonating melodies in the rainforest, a...
In mid-morning, grey cloud hung over Herveys Range as Vilis and I traveled west from Townsville toward Star River and the turn-off for mysteriously-titled Hidden Valley and, farther to the north, Lake...
