Palm Bay and the Jungles of the Northeast

Sorry to be so late in posting. We've been busy relaxing, etc. etc. Between getting to know the little town, walking about, listening to the live music in the evenings, swimming in the resort pool, and generally exhausting ourselves, we just haven't had that much time.

So. Palm Cove. There's a reason why this place is called Palm Cove. Lots. Lots. Lots of palms of many varieties. . .some which are a little dangerous. But I'll get into that later. Dangerous Palms. John likes to say "that's a great name for a rock band. . ".  It's true.

Anyway, it is truly idyllic in that way that tourist towns in tropical climates can be. Even the RV Park; called a Camper Park here. It's got to be the prettiest I've ever seen.

Likewise, the wide sandy beaches. We've sort of come to expect this in coastal areas in Australia. Just unspeakably beautiful wide long sandy beaches. Palm Cove is not populated with the tour-buses-of-tourists who have the capacity to spoil the experience, so it's been great. We did run into some of that in a trip to Cairns the other day. Still. The hoards were avoidable, and we had a lovely all Fresca meal.

Sorry to line the images up along the right. I'm having trouble with blogger.com again. Small sigh.

Anyway! Back to the Palm Cove experience. A picture is worth. . . . right?

"Downtown" Palm Cove at night.

We saw bats flying in the night sky below; John got the image of the bats, I got the one of the sickle moon. Here's  not-so-great thing about taking pictures with the IPhone. It seems to compress the middle ground of any image. The moon really was just a sickle the night I took this photo, and yet it looks about half full. Not sure what the mechanics of this are, but I've noticed it in other  images as well. Oh. Well. Nothing's perfect, is it?

Romantic dinner in Palm Cove. Check out that Eucalypt!

 So! Final images are below. Tomorrow we go snorkeling on the Great Barrier Reef (GBR?) And! I still need to tell you about Stinger trees, the Historical Jungle Rail trip to the village of Kuranda, and the Fort Douglas markets. It feels like a serial with cliff hangers!

The Camper Park in Palm Cove