I booked for one night, but within 20 minutes of arriving I was in love with the place and extended my stay to three nights. The beach was just fantastic. Absolutely massive with almost nobody on it. The skies were blue and the breeze helped temper the humidity – such a relief after 6 days in Cairns and the rainforest. Palm trees lined the entire beach, hiding any development. If you like long, lonely beach walks, this is the place for you.
The evening I arrived, which was a Saturday, the hostel – Absolute Backpackers – put on a free barbeque. They even catered for my vegetarian ways! I sat with a bunch of Swedish people and asked them all about their travels. Their trips all seemed to revolve around getting very, very drunk. Whenever I’ve said that’s not what I’m here for, various people have said ‘ooh that’ll change’. Which it most definitely won’t unless there’s a miraculous turnaround in the exchange rate! I’m not stooping to ‘goon’: the horrible cheap wine that everyone here drinks. One of the backpackers had his working holiday visa but was about to fly home after two months. He said ‘I’ve had enough, my liver can’t take it anymore’. I was horrified! How can someone have so little strength of character that they’re willing to give up such a fantastic opportunity because they can’t say no to backpacker partying?!
That afternoon I walked to the creek at South Mission so all up at least 3 hours of walking in a day. My feet hurt a lot. Maybe I should have just sat around drinking goon?!
That afternoon there was a chance to meet a local lady called Tanya who runs a wallaby and kangaroo sanctuary (they are two different animals. Basically roos are bigger). It was amazing – my favourite experience yet! Tanya gets called out to road accidents involving these creatures and she searches the pouches for joeys. We saw animals of all different ages and got to stroke and cuddle them. My favourite was one called Elliot who licked our legs!