Photographs by Vanessa Gillen

Photographs by Vanessa Gillen
The evening view from our house

Saturday, January 22, 2011

The Wet

King tide at Finch Bay
Wet Endeavour River from our verandah
Despite the fact that I am a Sydney-sider from birth, which is prone to massive rains and a tropical style climate, I am still learning about the reality of life in Far North Queensland and the 'real' wet. It brings with it a lot of different experiences and features............




White-Lipped Green tree frog

Funny sign


  • Even with the sun shining, the humidity is so high that your clothes wont ever dry outside
  • Something called the Cupboard Hippo is now my best friend - Things grow so fast in the wet and the heat that our lovely view has been almost totally obscured by the Poinciana trees in our garden and all the trees, bushes and grass grew so much in the month we were away over Christmas that I felt like Sleeping Beauty when we returned.
  • Cooktown people have great stamina for living in these conditions - many of the them live in sheds with few walls or coverings to shield them from the wet.
  • My sons piano teacher made it to his lesson yesterday late - her husband had used the flying fox to get across the creek (their usual means of transport to get across the creek and then walk 1km down the rd to where they park their car) and left it on the other side. Kathy had to walk thigh deep in the creek to get the tinny to get across the creek before the walk! Thats dedication.
  • Cooktown people also have great senses of humour - see the pic attached of the sign we found outside one persons place, complete with an umbrella and a light if it was dark!
  • The sound of frogs night and day is amazing and the lovely White-lipped green tree frogs leap at our windows at night chasing moths and gecko's
  • The fact that there are still two river/creek crossings that can cut us off from Mareeba/Cairns etc with a nominal amount of rain - so no papers today as the truck couldn't get through.
  • That the most amazing fungus grows in the bush and gardens in a variety of colours never seen before...and looks a bit...well!
Well, off to wash the kids clothes before school starts on Monday - just cant get rid of the musty smell........