Australian Fan Palms – Licuala Ramsayi These beautiful, slow-growing palms are endemic to the Wet Tropics of north east Queensland, Australia, and are just one of the many reasons this rainforest is UNESCO-listed.
The Daintree is an ancient and magical place.
Part of the much larger Wet Tropics of Queensland World Heritage Site, the Daintree National Park comprises 1,200 km2 (463.3 sq mi) of stunningly beautiful tropical rainforest in Far North Queensland, Australia. The park is divided into two sections: along the coast, north of the Daintree River; and the Mossman Gorge section (Watch this space!), south of small towns and an agricultural area.
If there was an up-side for me to the travel restrictions placed on us during Covid-19, it was the opportunity to travel within Australia. The combination of the Far North Queensland’s Wet Season (i.e.: Low Season) and the rolling lock-downs made accommodation much more accessible and affordable. I managed to organise a week’s accommodation in Port Douglas (see: On Port Douglas Waters), giving me access to this wonderful region.
I have visited the southern section of the park before, but this was my first foray into the area north of the river – arguably the most spectacular, and certainly oldest section of rainforest. In fact, this may be the oldest surviving rainforest in the world, having existed continuously for more than 110 million years. As a consequence, these northern tropical forests have the highest concentration of primitive flowering plant families in the world.
I counted myself extra lucky when a local North-Queensland resident, who knew all the best stops, offered to show me around. This meant I got to just watch the scenery as it rolled past on the slow, windy road north. And, we explored the best boardwalks.
Do come along!
The Daintree Ferry Time slows down here: although the wait for the 15-minute cable-ferry crossing is short, it is long enough for a mental reset.
Walu Wugirriga Lookout It is a short drive from the ferry to Mount Alexandra, where the Walu Wugirriga Lookout allows for great views over the mouth of the Daintree River and out to the Coral Sea. The higher mountain on the left is Harris Peak (1068m), and Port Douglas, where I started my morning, is hiding, nestled below.
Dubuji Boardwalk A number of elevated boardwalks lead from the road to the beach; they allow visitors access while reducing the disturbance to soil and native vegetation. Dubuji means ‘place of spirits’ – and it is rather awe inspiring.
Little Red Mangrove Crabs The boardwalks also protect the small creatures – and keeps your feet dry!
Mangroves on Myall Beach Mangroves are an often-underappreciated cornerstone of estuarine or tidal ecology. They never cease to amaze me.
Cape Tribulation From parts of the walk, we can see Cape Tribulation, where the rainforest meets the Great Barrier Reef. The rocky headland was named by Lieutenant James Cook who saw this area as the beginning of all his expedition’s troubles: his ship, the HMS Endeavour, scraped a reef north east of the cape, and then ran aground on what is now called Endeavour Reef.
Myall Beach The pristine beach stretches around to the cape.
Creepers Back away from the beach, it is dark and lush, with vines and creepers everywhere.
A Dead Fan
Jungle Vines The undergrowth tangles upon itself.
Textured Tree Trunk Colours and patterns are everywhere you look.
Red Beech – Dillenia Alata
Lace Monitor – Varanus Varius As we rounded a corner, we startled a small monitor, who scuttled back into the undergrowth before I could get a good shot.
Palm Forest Sections of the Daintree are known for their fan palms – just one of about 920 different types of trees growing in Queensland’s Wet Tropics.
Australian (or Queensland) Fan Palm These native palms have spectacular circular leaves that grow up to 2 metres (6.5 ft) in diameter.
Hairy Red Pittosporum – Pittosporum Rubiginosum This tropical rainforest fruit is one of 200 pittosporums – and much more impressive than the ones that try to invade my garden, some 3000+ kilometres (1820 miles) to the south.
Through the Ferns There is always a battle for light in a rainforest.
Spring Waters Rising The creek along the Dubuji Boardwalk is spring-fed; …
Waters along the Boardwalk … although it is brown with organic matter, it is surprisingly clear.
Standing Tall in the Waters
Patterns and Contrasts I think that is a large native bee hive hiding behind the umbrella leaves.
Warning Our last stop was for a short walk along the Kulki Boardwalk, where we were reminded that one or two people – often tourists – are killed by crocodiles every year or two. (iPhone12Pro)
Incoming Ferry All too soon, it is time to catch the ferry and head back south.
First Glimpse That was the moment that I really felt I was back in India: when I caught sight – through the heavy and beautifully carved wood in a passageway – of one of the colourfully decorated roofs in the Kapaleeshwara Temple complex in Chennai.
India!
The heat, the crowds, the colours!
And, the intricately beautiful – and historic – architecture. All my previous forays into this vast and varied country have been in the north (see: Weekly Wanders India), where turbans and Mughal palaces and mausoleums are commonplace. In the south, French, Portuguese, and British influences are still much in evidence, and the Hindu temple architecture is representative of the complex Dravidian or South Indian style.
I was excited at the prospect of this trip: of getting back to the country after an almost ten year absence, and seeing a very different region. I had arrived into Chennai – “Gateway to South India” – late the night before and was now off on a tour of this eastern capital city on the Bay of Bengal … it even sounds exotic!
In the 1600s, the British called the city Madras – a shortened version of Madraspatnam, the name of the coastal fishing village where the British East India Company bought land and established a fort, factory, and trading post. But the history goes back much further, with prehistoric archaeological finds showing very early settlement, and written references to Tamil poets and kings dating to the first century. The French and Portuguese have also left their marks on the city.
Photography was disallowed or very restricted in many places. This is why I have no pictures from the soaring white Roman Catholic Basilica of San Thome Cathedral, originally built in the 16th century by the Portuguese, and rebuilt by the British in 1896. While we were there, a wedding was taking place (I think it was a wedding – it was in English, but I found the sermon hard to follow!), and local nuns were praying in a small chapel. We descended into the tomb where the Apostle St Thomas is purported to rest.
It is also why the only picture I’m sharing of the extensive property housing Government Museum and Art Gallery (or the Madras Museum) is an outdoor iPhone shot of the late-19th century British-built Museum Theatre. I cannot share with you any of the beautiful stone and bronze religious sculptures from across the Chola Dynasty (300s BCE – 1279 CE), and I would not want to show any pictures of the dusty, moth-eaten, taxidermied animals on display in the dark and worn Natural History rooms.
None of the inner temples or deities in the 16th-century Kapaleeshwarar Temple can be photographed – but there is so much going on outside in the courtyards that it is probably just as well!
Join me for a sampling of the historic buildings and bustling streets of Chennai, capital of Tamil Nadu.
The Museum Theatre Located near the entrance to the Government Museum and Art Gallery, the theatre was built by the British in the late 1800s in the Italianate style of architecture.
Time for Church Founded in 1639, Fort St George was the first English (later, British, and briefly French) fortress in India. Built inside its precincts between 1678 and 1680, St Mary’s Church is the oldest Anglican church in India.
Guard at the Gate Finding people to photograph in India is always easy!
Adjutant General Conway Statue One monument in St Mary’s is to Thomas Conway, known as “the soldier’s friend”. His lifesize statue is by noted English sculptor John Ternouth (1796–1848).
Brigadier Malcolm McNeill A soldier’s life was not always easy: this one died as a consequence of a Coup-De-Soleil, or sunburn.
Bangles and Beads The streets are lined with small shops comprising a confusion of products and colours.
Flower Lady People without shops simply work on a patch of mat in the streets.
Flower Lady and Shopkeeper All of these flowers are for sale to take as offerings to the Hindu temple nearby.
Candy Colours on the Roof Kapaleeshwarar Temple is dedicated to Lord Shiva, and stories about him and his consort Parvati, are represented in elaborate and colourful roof decorations.
The Main Tower It is believed the temple, which is in the typical Dravidian architectural style, was built in the 7th century CE. Many elements, however, have been added much later.
Nandi Shiva’svahana (mount) Nandi is an Ongole bull – an old breed of Indian cattle. This sacred bull is depicted in multiple forms around the temple.
Shiva and Parvati The details and colours around the temple are amazing. The stucco figures are painted every 12 years. Twelve years is the cycle of Jupiter, which is considered the most auspicious planet in Hindu Vedic astrology.
Friends I love that visitors to the temple are quite happy to have their pictures taken.
Shiva and the Bulls Hindu Gods are shape-shifters, appearing in multiple forms. While Shiva is usually depicted as svelte and handsome, here he takes a more rotund form.
Temple Drummer Musicians were playing at the crowded entry to one of the inner temples.
Another Dome – Another Story
Peacocks on the Roof Hindu Gods can take many forms: at this temple, Shiva’s consort Parvati is worshipped as Karpagambal. She came to Kapaleeshwara (Shiva) in the form of a peahen.
All Over the World … No matter where you go, people connect to the world through their phones.
The Old Traditions But, a few feet away, the old ways continue: this man was chanting ancient prayers from his book.
Offerings Fire holds multiple meanings and functions in Hindu traditions. Agni, (fire), is the messenger between people and their God, and allows people to see the form of the deity. (iPhone12Pro)
Lighting Lamps The women chant prayers softly as they light their lamps.
Mother and Son A pilgrimage to a special temple is often a family affair.
Shops in the Street Back in the neighbouring street, shops are selling food, flowers, and other religious offerings and paraphernalia.
Garlands The roses and jasmine in the heavy garlands give off a heady fragrance.
Shopping for Fresh Produce The fresh fruit and vegetables available in the street are almost as attractive as the garlands!
One of the many things I love about India is the colour.
Selling Wood Carvings In the historic Newari village of Bungamati, Nepal, people have lived as woodcarvers for generations.
Historically, the medieval Newar (Newari) village of Bungamati was known for its woodcarvers, its ancient temples, and its views of the surrounding mountains.
Bungamati is a tiny town of about 6,000 residents, sitting on a spur of land overlooking the Bagmati River at the southern edge of the Kathmandu Valley. When I visited, almost two years after the April 2015 Nepal earthquake, the main street of the village was still like a construction zone, with piles of rubble and buildings in states of disrepair everywhere (see: Manual Labour and Smiles).
I was in Nepal on a workshop with photographers Jack Kurtz (sadly, now deceased) and Gavin Gough, and was visiting some of the historic Newar villages in the region (see: Making Mustard Oil). We had the places we visited much to ourselves, as at that time the tourism industry had not really recovered.
Bungamati is celebrated as Kathmandu Valley’s long-established centre of wood carving, where skills and patterns have been passed down through the generations. Although the earthquake created a need to replicate traditional and elaborate doors, windows, and frames – especially on local temples and museums – people have been understandably preoccupied with clearing the debris and making their homes liveable again.
Even with these challenges, the people of Bungamati are still smiling, and many have picked up their hammers and chisels again to carve small items for sale to tourists (e.g.: Nepali Times: Reviving Woodcarving).
I was happy to walk among them, admiring their skills and handicrafts.
Carver in her Doorway Carvers work in the street,with carvings of all types on display.
Carved Door Old carvings, rich in religious symbolism, are all around, …
Old Bell … as are intricately patterned temple ornaments.
Bungamati Buildings After the earthquake of April 2015, buildings remain in states of partial ruin or repair. Stupas line the skyline.
Rubble Hindu worship is central to daily life here, and the ruination of so many temples was as heartbreaking as the damage to homes.
Woman with a Picture Life goes on on the front stoops of houses.
Shrine in the Ruins
Buddha in a Shop Religious iconography and handicrafts …
Wall Carvings … are available in the shops that line the street.
Grandma and Grandchild I have found that having photos of my grandchildren handy on my phone is a great conversation-starter – …
Kohled Eyes and Smiles … even though we have no language in common.
Bungamati Street Rubble and ruins are everywhere I look.
Lions in a Courtyard Bungarati is the birthplace of Rato Machhendranath, and the deity lived here six months out of the year. While the mythical-lion temple guards survived the earthquake, the Rato Machhendranath Temple and the Shikara-style pavilion that housed the deity were ruined.
Schoolgirl There is always something happening in the streets, with students off to school …
Man in a Woolen Cap … and people in their doorways.
Silver and Stones for Sale
Deities in Niches
Woodwork Design in Chalk A police officer sketches out a design for carving into a wooden panel.
Planning the Woodworks Design is a collaborative process.
Carving and Drawing Nearby, more artisans are at work, …
Drawing on Wood … carefully drawing …
Designing Patterns … intricate patterns …
Chiselling with a Carving Gouge … that will later be chiselled out.
Big Sister – Little Sister With grownups busy at work, children are often left in the care of older siblings.
Woman in the Street
Woman Weaving Everyone is busy with something; …
Hands at Work … floor mats made from the local grasses need to be replaced periodically.
Man Working Almost every household here is connected to woodcarving, …
Wooden Buddhas … and the products of their labours are on display.
Naturally, I couldn’t resist, and went home with a beautifully carved little Buddha for myself.
It’s a win-win really!
I get a beautiful souvenir from the source, and the village gets a small boost to its suffering tourist trade.
Woman and an Apple Crete is a rich and layered place: fertile, sunny, and possessed of singular history. For example, the unique wooden windmills that irrigate the orchards of the Lasithi Plateau were originally built by Venetian engineers from 1464, during their tenure on the island.
Crete, Greece’s largest, most populous, and southernmost island, is a rugged place of mountains and gorges. Every day-trip I took while I was there was a test of fitness!
A day after descending a punishing cliff-slope to Preveli Beach (see: Preveli Beach and Palm Forest) and exploring the historic capital of the Rethymno (Rethymnon) prefecture to the west of where I was staying (see: Mountains, Gorges, and History), I discovered that the tour I had booked with Orange to Lasithi (Lassithi), the regional unit to the east of me, involved an arduous uphill walk up of about 45 minutes to a cave held sacred by the ancient Minoans.
The climb was up to the birthplace of Zeus, the god of the sky in ancient Greek mythology. According to the story, Cronus/Kronos became the supreme ruler of the cosmos after castrating his father Uranus. He wed his sister Rhea, and they had five children before Zeus. But, because it was prophesied that one of his children would overthrow him as he had overthrown his own father, he swallowed all the babies at birth. Rhea, after consulting with her parents, gave birth to her sixth child in Crete, in what is now known as the Diktaion Andron, Psychro Cave, or the Cave of Zeus. She gave the newborn Zeus to her mother Gaia to raise, and tricked Cronus into swallowing a rock in swaddling instead of his son.
The climb to the cave was about a kilometre in direct sun, with a 118 metre elevation gain, followed by a wet and slippery descent down concrete steps into the cave itself. But it was worth it! The climb affords wonderful views over the Lasithi Plateau, and the cave itself features some rather beautiful stalactite formations.
And, of course, the walk down the hill is a breeze!
The history and landscape of Crete is incredibly rich, layered, and complex. On this same morning, I also visited the Church of Panagia Kera, a Byzantine chapel and monastery, originally built between 961 – 1204 CE, and still home to a small order of nuns. We then visited a local pottery atelier on the Lasithi Plateau amid the orchards and wooden Venetian-style windmills. The hike up to the Cave of Zeus was followed by a wonderful lunch at a typical home-style taverna on the plateau next to more windmills. I think they served the best potatoes I’ve ever eaten! And the dolmades wrapped in vine leaves and zucchini flowers were superb.
I can’t share the food, but hopefully I can give you a taste of the experience.
The Aposelemis Dam far Below At our first stop, the Monastery of Kera Kardiotissa, we are 630 meters (2067 feet) above sea level and have great views across the olive-covered mountains.
Virgin Mary’s Shrine The Monastery of Kera Kardiotissa is also known as the Church of Panagia Kera; in fact, there are so many names attached, I wasn’t sure I was researching the right place! It is an Orthodox complex dedicated to the Virgin Mary.
Another Maria Our guide gives us a lengthy history of the small complex before letting us loose.
Symbols over the Doorway No founding date for the church of has been established, but it is believed that the oldest parts were constructed and painted in the 13th century.
Into the Chapel No photos are allowed inside the chapel, where priceless ancient wall paintings date back to the second decade of the 14th century.
Bells The much-more-modern bell-frame is dated to 1864.
Orthodox Shrine to the Virgin Mary Stories of miracles here have led to the monastery being known locally as Little Lourdes. The faithful make pilgrimages and light candles. Every year, Mary’s birthday is celebrated on September 8th.
Southern Magnolia – Magnolia Grandiflora The grounds are beautifully maintained – presumably by the six nuns living in what is now a nunnery.
Windmills of the Lasithi Plateau The nearby plateau is known for its white-sailed windmills, made to the local Venetian design. They have been back in use to pump water for irrigation since the 1920s.
Potter on a Wheel A Cretan potter working clay on a wheel in a family-owned ceramic workshop …
Working the Clay … is using traditional pottery skills …
Pots for Sale … to create pieces for visiting tourists.
Thistles on the Path The sun is high when we reach the start of the walk to the Cave of Zeus.
Walkers on a Rough Slope Some walkers choose the shorter, steep climb up the rocky scree …
Walkers on the Path … while others – like me – take the longer, more gradual, paved path.
Lasithi Plateau The views over the plateau give me a good excuse to pause on the climb to the cave.
Waiting Donkey Donkeys are available for those who don’t fancy the walk. A signpost in seven European languages says that donkeys in Greece are endangered, and that riding them helps with their upkeep and ensures their survival.
Cave Entry Once I finally reach the top of the trail, I have to wait my turn, as the ticket office works to limit overcrowding.
Down into Psychro Cave Once inside the cave, it is easy to see why they made us wait! A narrow staircase leads down (and up!) into the beautiful, sacred cave with its the limestone stalactites and stalagmites. (iPhone12Pro)
Limestone Formations … so the best shots I have are from my phone! (iPhone12Pro)
Stalagmites My poor old cameras don’t handle low light very well … (iPhone12Pro)
Looking Back Up As well as being naturally beautiful, the caves have enormous archaeological significance. Evidence suggests their religious use began even before the Early Minoan period (2800-2300 BC) and extended as late as the Roman period (from 67 BC). (iPhone12Pro)
Spiderweb and Berries The walk back down from the cave was very quick and easy!
Donkey Rider
Ancient Windmills In addition to the wooden windmills built to pump water for irrigation, the plateau is also home to later stone mills, first constructed during the 1800s, that were designed to grind grains.
Bicycle at the Taverna Our last stop of the morning was at a charmingly typical taverna, where the food was fast and fabulous.
It was a delightful and varied morning – and I still had the afternoon to look forward to!
Northeast to the Mainland The British Columbia mainland drifts off into the clouds … It feels like you are miles from anywhere – but you’re not. The wonderfully peaceful Saysutshun is only a short ferry ride from the Vancouver Island city of Nanaimo.
There is something magical about being in a place that is accessible only by boat!
Saysutshun is a small island (3.63 km2, 1.40 sq mi) with a long and colourful history. For thousands of years, it was a seasonal fishing site for the local Coast Salishpeople. Because they only built temporary housing on the island, early European explorers assumed the island was deserted, and establishing their own herring industry there.
In the 1800s, coal was a necessary fuel for transport: for early steamships and later railroads. High-quality coal was discovered on Saysutshun in 1849, and by the late-nineteenth century, coal mining had become the primary industry around the whole Nanaimo area. The Hudson’s Bay Company named the island ‘Newcastle’ after Newcastle upon Tyne, the hub of coal production in England. While mining for coal, however, it was discovered that the island was also home to sandstone of exceptional quality. After some 20 years of coal production, the island was principally quarried for stone – some of which can still be seen in historic buildings from the period, most notably the old (1874) United States Mint in San Francisco.
The island underwent a number of further transformations – including hosting a shipyard and a leisure retreat – before it was sold back to the City of Nanaimo, and later the BCProvincial Department of Recreation and Conservation. It was established as a Provincial Marine Park in October 17, 1961, and later ceded as Snuneymuxw First Nation Traditional Territory. The island, with its reclaimed name, is still a Provincial Park, but is now jointly managed with the Traditional Owners (see: Tourism Nanaimo)
Today, the park is a wonderful recreational area just a short distance from Nanaimo. On occasion (eg: Newcastle Island), I have accessed it by kayak or by dinghy. On my last stay in Nanaimo I decided not to test my ability to read the tides and currents, and instead, I finally made use of the First Nation-operated ferry service to the island.
Ferry Captain Our Transport Canada-licenced ferry operator was a delight to talk to.
The Old and the New This is a scene I remember from my previous visits to the park: a Saysutshun totem pole welcomes visitors to this timeless refuge, while the shipping lanes on the Strait of Georgia in the background are always busy.
A BC Ferry off Gabriola Island Regular ferry services run on and around the larger islands near here.
Garry Oak Leaves Once upon a time, quercus garryana was a significant part of the extensive hardwood forest across British Columbia, but its range has diminished in the current wet and cool climate, and with the pressure of development. The Coastal Salish peoples managed the forests and used oak wood and nuts.
A Sweep of Beach The island is criss-crossed by a network of trails; I followed the Shoreline Trail anti-clockwise – and saw very few other people.
Impossible Greens This is temperate rainforest – and the spring weather has been even rainier than usual; everything is fresh and bright green, including the new shoots on the Douglas fir (Pseudotsuga menziesii).
Bigleaf Maple – Acer Macrophyllum Afternoon light works its way through the tall canopy to the maples over my head …
Light Falling on Cedars … and onto the western red cedar branches (Thuja plicata) in my line of sight.
Kanaka Bay The woods open out onto the next bay, named for Peter Kakua, the Kanaka (Hawaiian immigrant labourer), who was reputedly buried here after being hung. He confessed to and was convicted of four counts of murder after killing his estranged family in a drunken rage.
Path out of Kanaka Bay I walk back into the woods …
Salal – Gaultheria Shallon … where tough, but delicate-looking plants hide in the moist shadows.
Mallard Lake I don’t want to miss the last afternoon ferry back to Nanaimo, so I cut across the island south of Mallard Lake.
Logs on the Lake The lake was created when an earthen dam was built at the eastern end of a low valley some time after 1890.
A Natural Hide Today, the lake is an ideal spot for watching birds, beaver, and muskrat.
Common Pincushion – Dicranoweisia Cirrata
More Bigleaf Maple
Old Quarry Stones The sandstone quarried here was of superior quality, with a high proportion of quartz. Today, leftover pieces still hold their shape under the advances of moss and undergrowth.
I ♡ a Knotty Tree
Rocks on the Western Shore This is where we would tie up when we’d dinghy across from the boat moorings in Nanaimo.
American Red Squirrel – Tamiasciurus Hudsonicus I get excited when I can capture any wildlife, …
Dark-Eyed Junco – Junco Hyemalis … even when it is just little-brown-birds the size of sparrows.
People on the Ferry Dock I’ve circumnavigated the island at a fair clip, and make it back to the ferry in time to watch the campers unload for the night.
The Ferry A larger ferry operates here in periods of high demand; the Stuywut is a sweet little boat that takes only 12 passengers.
Nanaimo from the Ferry The Beacon, a 26-story condominium complex, stands out on the foreshore as we make the short trip back to the main island.
Harbour Air Incoming I love watching the seaplanes coming in and out of Newcastle Channel. On the left is Saysutshun Island where I have just been.
Pink Dogwood – Cornus Florida I have a two kilometre walk back along the Queen Elizabeth II Promenade to my end-point, but the gardens give me something to look at. (iPhone12Pro)
As well as being a base from which the Snuneymuxw people harvested the annual herring run, Saysutshun Island has always been associated with physical and spiritual healing.
I certainly feel better when I have spent time there.
- Performing the Ganga Aarti from Dasaswamedh Ghat, Varanasi
- Buddha Head from Shwedagon Pagoda, Myanmar
- Harry Clarke Window from Dingle, Ireland
- Novice Monk Shwe Yan Pyay Monastery, Myanmar
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