Aborted take off

Well, we were all set to head to the Cape, car filled with diesel, 350l of drinking water, ( totally unnecessary, I thought as the fridge was full of beer ) spare jerry cans of diesel, cash in our pockets etc. We were very excited and made a 7.00am start.


Daintree ferry take 1

After leaving the Daintree ferry we started the tight uphill climb, sealed road, towards Cape Trib, when CLICK CLACK. The not so mighty Landcruiser has busted a CV joint. Aaaggh. Should have bought a Land Rover.
So a quick u-turn and we are back on the ferry. After a chat with the operator and a quick look at a recently shot boar on the back of a ute next to us, he very kindly ignored the fact we had bought a one way ticket.


Doing it tough in Cairns

So we are back in a caravan park in Cairns next to tha Barron Falls. Not such a bad spot to be stuck awaiting repairs.
We are very lucky we chose a Toyota because it appeared we would have the new CV in only 6 fu*#ing WEEKS. So, after many phone calls, rants, near hysterics and even considering flying to Tokyo to collect the part ourselves, we found one in a dealership in Sydney, which is now on it's way here. The mechanic at the Toyota dealer was kind of suggesting that we should go ahead and she'll be right mate,( his cousin runs a flat bed recovery business out of Weipa ) but I wasn't prepared to head up north, and we intend to go up the Old Telegraph Track, with a faulty part.


Just a big lizard?

We found this bloke about 20 metres from the main road into Port Douglas, where we spent seven nights next to the Spangled Drongos. Long story!!