Palm Cove

Palm Cove is a lovely town, or maybe suburb of Cairns, we aren't quite sure. It is so beautiful we were determined to stay here for a week, and booked way back in January. It also has a patrolled swimming beach, with lifesavers to watch for crocodiles.

Sadly, the caravan park really spoilt it for us, with overly small sites jammed far too close together. We set up our van about a foot inside our non-door side (which would be very close in most parks), but that meant our annex ropes were in the next site. Which was ok with the first occupant of the next site, but we were very conscious of it with the next occupants.

There was also an aura of grumpiness from the regulars, who come every year and expect 'their' sites, and were very cross with the poor new managers.  Ugh. Luckily we also met some absolutely lovely, friendly people, which made it rather less dreadful.

We spent a lot of time on the beach, ate some delicious meals, and had a lovely day with James before he went back to Canberra. We visited the Cairns Cairns, which is an amazing headland covered with rock cairns. Naturally the boys had to add to the collection.

James' 5.30am flight let us watch the sunrise on the beach on our return from the airport, and the crazy lifesavers swimming in the dawn light. I thought there were crocodiles out there?