I stole quietly into Townsville’s tropical dawn, the songs of a brush cuckoo and olive-backed oriole drawing me forth, the two vocalizations so different yet now so familiar – the brush cuckoo...
Under a dull sky promising rain, Vilis and I broke camp at Richardson’s Beach and drove to the trailhead of the Wineglass Bay Track, which is also the start of the Wineglass Bay/Hazards Circuit....
