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Day 21: Wooroonooran Rainforest
October 12, 2005
Today I went with a tour guide
into the Wooroonooran Rainforest. (I can't
even say the Aboriginal name for this ancient rainforest without
tripping over my tongue, regardless of how many times I've asked
my guide to repeat it.) Our guide Kirsty led several hikers and
I on a brisk trek up the steep, lush green slopes of Barte Frere
Mountain - the second tallest mountain in the Queensland region
about 4500 feet. This fragile ecosystem, a bouldered rainforest
that's been here for 35 million years, is thick and overgrown with
trees and vines of every possible shape and size. Twisting patterns
of odd green leaves were everywhere, racing upwards, always upwards
to the forest canopy.

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The cool air was filled while the
sounds of exotic birds, cookooing and cackling from the canopy
above us. Laughing at us perhaps? The trail was narrow with the
overgrowth of arching branches and vines, and after an hour or
so, you could see how easy it would be to get lost in this maze
of green lights and dark holes. And while the soft
trail floor was thick with rocks and creeping vines, I kept my
eyes on the ground mostly to avoid the poisonous snakes that
I was knew lived here. Death Adders and Red-bellied Black snakes.
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