The cable ferry over the Daintree River.
No mention of the crocodile infested water
we were crossing.
With such a short crossing one wonders
why anyone would contemplate
leaving their vehicle
I thought an unusual sign on a path.
Khama Rhino Sanctuary,
I would have thought 50 metres too close.
However, anecdotal evidence tells of
silly tourists and wild animals.
It’s a wonder hubby was wanted
after daycare at London’s Flyinghorse
these signs warn us of Koalas.
There is fair chance that…
…it would be treacherous to
swim in this water.
In their world this face
may be described as lovely…
…however, not so in my world.
In 1976 I thought this was a magnificent view
as I reached the top of Ayres Rock
(now known as Uluru).
Now that visitors can
no longer climb the Rock,
these images will only be
found on postcards, I suspect.