Saturday, 11 May 2013

If it's not raining, it's amazing

I think we may have mentioned the constant rain we've been getting up here. Not just ordinary rain though. Monster rain. Rain with raindrops the size of golf balls. Rain that requires you to carry an umbrella made of Kevlar. Rain that will bruise you. Rain that will strike a baby wallaby dead on impact. I took this photo of one end of the caravan park after a five minute shower of killer rain.


But it doesn't always rain. I know, I've checked records on the internet. And later this afternoon things cleared up and we managed to take a couple snaps of the view towards Dunk Island from across the street. Literally, across the street. Like, if you walk across the street then when your feet touch the kerb on the other side, this is the view.


Less than 50 metres away there's a kiddy playpark with the "Great Cassowary Game" developed by the local school children. The same ones that photograph pythons swallowing wallabies whole.


This is our favourite square to land on...



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