Camping by the river
23 – 24/3/16
We camped here on a whim. Platypus Flat. On the Nymboida River. We made sightings in the long quiet pool on dusk. Like a stick it moved then disappeared below the surface.
White headed pidgeon. Dove. Yellow fronted robin pair.
The Nymboida is probably Australia’s premier white water river. Nearby there’s a white water centre offering rafting and kayaking trips with gorges and big rapids. Water levels are consistent.
Synchronicity. I had just finished reading “The Emerald Mile”. This is probably one of the best adventure landscape books I have ever read. It’s an absolute thriller about white water guiding on the Colarado River through the Grand Canyon. To connect that story with this Australian wild river landscape is very special. I listen to the shwoooshing water through the afternoon and the night – a constant backdrop. The water always moving. In the evening a big easter moonlight silvered the small waves and downriver wash. Trees by the camp were festooned with flood debris way higher than us.Red firetails dropped to the ground nearby then flitted off over breakfast.