So I’ve been in Cooktown just over a week now. We’re all settled in (mostly except for a few bits and bobs here and there) to our new home.
Most of last weekend was spent assembling furniture – officially done with flatpack for a while – and choosing our room, the guest bedrooms and the fun sun room.
This weekend was also pretty busy but we were lucky enough to have another long weekend up north (Queensland public holiday perks!). Sleep ins all weekend, but we still managed to get a fair bit done.
I did my first touristy thing in Cooktown on Friday afternoon… I skipped out early and went on a lovely riverboat “sunset” cruise on the legendary Endeavour River.
The next morning we drove to Cairns (it takes 4 hours to get there…) and picked up extra things we needed for the house then after a huge day we headed to Davies Creek to camp for the night. Handy hint: book ahead for top camping spots like Davies Creek – especially on a long weekend.
Despite intermittent rain, Tim managed to make the best campfire and we had roast chicken (well Tim did) and I had roast potatoes (and maybe some chicken…)
On the way back to Cooktown, about an hour or so out, there is this amazing man made lagoon (which is probably more like a dam) and at the moment there are all these lotus growing and there are all these dead trees! Dead trees are my favourite king of tree. I find them so beautiful, a little sad yet so magnificent. How despite the lack of life, their skeletons still reach up to the sky.
Of course we had to make the most of our weekend. We’d heard about this waterfall nearby and it was on the top of our list, so we headed out of a late afternoon adventure to seek out Trevethan Falls. It was a bit of a mission to get there but well worth the mud covered car (poor Tim) and gravel embedded in my feet (we forgot footwear!). We had a few false starts to begin as we drove down a few unsealed tracks to no avail then defeated, we headed back to mobile phone reception to get help from the almighty Google. Armed with the correct information, we headed down Mount Amos Road and followed all the hand painted signs directing us to “FALLS”. We knew we were on the right track when we came across a couple of little cars parked next to a large puddle (more like a small pond) which I powered through with the trusty Volvo… the car may have slid slightly to the right and floated a tad before making it to “dry land” on the other side. Those poor souls walked forever to get to the falls because it was quite a drive past the pond before we arrived at the end of the “road”. We hopped out of the car and realised that neither of us had shoes… but the sound of cascading water indicated that we were close, so Tim transversed the sketchy foot path to the beautiful waterfall! There was a perfect water hole at the bottom of the waterfall and despite the rude disruption of beats from a boom box, it was incredibly peaceful.
The water wasn’t as cold as we anticipated and it was a perfect place for a quick dip in the afternoon heat.
Yeah, we had a huge long weekend and this was only my first full weekend in Cooktown. Stay tuned for more adventures.