The next morning I woke after a 10 hour glorious sleep and headed to the huge kitchen for some breakfast. Damo was my tour guide for the day and explained that myself and two other girls were to go on a bike ride on a track that he hadn't ridden on in quite some time. I told him that I hadn't ridden a bike in over ten years but I assured him i'll be fine (I thought it was best to leave out how scatterbrained I am).
We drove for around 45 minutes and I sat up front trying to convince Damo that Dolly Parton is in fact the greatest musician alive, I'm pretty sure I won :). We arrived at the location for our bike ride which was a beautiful rainforest. I had a couple of practice runs around the car park with the bike and I must admit that I was quite wobbly however I assumed that my balance would return eventually. How foolish. Damo raced off down thin tracks next to a huge drop and I rather timidly tried to keep up.
As I came up to a particuarly narrow section of the path, all I could think about was how bad it would be if I fell off the 50metre cliff next to me. In a complete blur my front wheel became trapped in between two rocks and that was it. I fell the wrong way off the bike and started tumbling down the cliff. I heard a girl scream and thought this was the end of either my trip or my life. Then I stopped and was holding onto a tree, I assume I must have grabbed it mid fall. One of the girls ran ahead to get Damo to rescue me and the bike (which was now at the bottom of the cliff). After a while of getting my back up the cliff (as I couldn't put weight on one leg) we carried on along the path to a beautiful waterfall!
After getting back to the van, we set off for a lovely lunch over looking lots of countryside which reminded me very much of the lovely countryside at home. We were then dropped off at Mila Mila Falls with a new tour guide called Cousin Brad. We then went to some more beautiful waterfalls which I hobbled around. The waterfalls were beautiful but the water was ICE cold.
Following the waterfalls we made our way back to the lodge for cookies and milk before setting off down the long and winding road back to Cairns. I was so sad to leave my new found friends there and the amazing scenery. All the way back I sat in the front next to Brad and had a great time talking about everything and anything. I was the last to be dropped off and Brad gave me a piggy back into the hostel for dramatic effect before I regailed my friends at Travellers Oasis with my death defying cliff fall.That night I hobbled around the hostel being helped up and around by Kim!
I was due to leave the following morning on the Oz bus however I was persuaded by Kim to stay a few extra days so the two of us could travel down the coast together. I was thrilled knowing that I won't be on my own down the coast.
A couple of days later, Kim and I hopped on local bus to the lovely hippy village of Kuranda to go on the sky rail through the Rainforest. Kuranda contained lots of cute little markets with quirky jewellery and bags etc. After walking around the markets we hopped on the sky rail which takes you back down to Cairns over the mountains stopping at various look out points. The views were amazing and I saw scenes of huge waterfalls and rainforest mountains full of lush green trees and noisy noisy birds.
Then on the Thursday we set off at 6am for the first leg of our Oz Experience..
to be continued..