The night was way better than expected. At least for me. My ZPacks tarp is worth its money and keeps me dry in any condition. Steve with his old Hennesey setup was less fortunate and ended up with a drip feed into his alcove of nightly pleasures.
The rest of the day was reasonably uneventful. We did do a last dip in the big wet though …
… but soon it was time to say good-bye.
One thing that made the good-bye even harder to bare is this place: the Daintree Ice Cream Company
Spectacular ice cream made from tropical fruits no one has ever heard of. I did try to get myself locked into the cold room, but they found me and chased me away.
They grow their own fruits on site as well.