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Green Island


The last time I was here 45 years ago the big thing to do in Cairns was to take a boat out to Green Island to view the reef.  I dislike boats and had low expectations of the trip but did it anyway for nostalgic reasons.



We wandered around a little, ate a lot and took a short trip on the glass bottom boat.


It was nigh on impossible to get decent shots of the reef or fish -- so sorry to disappoint you. I'll show you the best I could do tomorrow.

By the way, this was a Sunday so should have been my day to follow the Road that Beckons but as this was a full day trip we ran out of time ... a shame, I had noticed a street called Toogood Street on the way into Cairns, it would have been a perfect choice.

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  1. PeterAugust 24, 2013 at 8:04 PM

    Nice selection - nice orchid too.

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    1. Joan ElizabethAugust 25, 2013 at 4:47 PM

      It's an interesting problem when doing such a large and interesting trip, deciding what to blog about and what to leave in the photo album of soon to be forgotten images.

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  2. UnknownAugust 25, 2013 at 2:27 AM

    I'm dreaming of walking on that tropical path. Exquisite orchid!

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    1. Joan ElizabethAugust 25, 2013 at 4:48 PM

      I knew this part of the trip would interest you JM. The floral emblem of Queensland is a Cooktown orchid. I had hope to see on in Cooktown but they had finished their annual flowering. This is not a Cooktown orchid.

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  3. diane bAugust 28, 2013 at 3:55 PM

    Unfortunately I haven't done that trip yet. TOH doesn't like boats. So I really enjoyed your scenes.

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    1. Joan ElizabethAugust 29, 2013 at 10:32 PM

      I don 't like boats either, but I made an exception on this occasion. I have memories of doing the trip when I was 3 years old --- the sea was rough and the boat more rudimentary than this one. Most of the family were outside but me and my Nana had to stay inside because I was little. There were people being sea sick all over the place ... I can still see all the vomit rolling around the floor.

      The trip when I was 15 was much better and this one very nice in comparison.

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