Australia
Come Visit Down Under
 A secluded
beach on Magnetic Island located just off the Townsville coast
in Queensland, Australia. >>>
I was met at the Magnetic Island dock by
Ken, the friendly proprietor of Centaur House. His small comfortable
hostel had a casual charm that reflected his easy going attitude
and lifestyle. The place lacked pretense and its laid back atmosphere
made you feel like you were staying at the summer home of an
old friend.
Of all the islands I visited in Australia, Magnetic was my favorite.
It had the distinctive character of an individual island community.
Even the terrain and topography was unique. Huge boulders and
strange rock formations defined the island's interior landscape.
Much of the island was a protected national park dotted with
small private bays and harbors that sheltered little villages
and enclaves along the shore.
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This odd "Klingon-styled" catamaran that carries sightseers
from the Queensland coast out to the Great Barrier Reef.
I went on an excursion out to the Great Barrier
Reef on a vessel that resembled a Klingon warship. We boarded
a huge catamaran that looked like it had just dropped out of
a Star Trek episode and headed out to Kelso Reef, one of the
many small coral reefs that form the 1200 mile long Great Barrier.
The giant Australian aquatic park contains more than 600 islands
and 900 different species of fish.
A few hours beyond Magnetic Island the dark water fell away and
turned a clear blue green. We dropped anchored and I donned a
snorkel, mask, and fins. I swam a few dozen meters over to the
reef outcropping and snorkeled around in the coral.
The shallow coral reef resembled an underwater forest filled
with an amazing variety of sea life in an ever changing kaleidoscope
of colors. I swam amidst scores of brilliantly colored parrot
fish, odd slender trumpet fish, eerie blue starfish, and giant
clams anchored to the coral bottom. Under a w arm sun I spent
hours snorkeling the reef, diving down through the coral canyons.
I was lost in the natural rapture of a most incredible underwater
hallucination.
 A rare rainy
day at Uluru, or Ayers Rock, in the desolate Australian Outback.
Traces of waterfalls can be seen on the sides of the massive
desert rock which is sacred to the Aboriginal people. >>>
The weather in the Australian Outback had
turned strange. The usually hot, dry, sun scorching climate had
turned uncommonly wet and cool. I could make out the rising shape
of Ayers Rock in the distance. A thick cloud cover obscured the
upper third of the massive rock, giving it the appearance of
a flat plateau.
The sacred Aboriginal sight is called Uluru by the native people.
Under cloudy skies it looked nothing at all like the familiar
image of a glowing red rock contrasted against a bright blue
desert sky. The rain had dropped off to an occasional thick drizzle.
Tourists were al ready climbing the rock by the time we had arrived.
The steep lower section is outfitted with a long chain used as
a handhold assist for climbers. There is a small plaque near
the rock base that lists the names of people who have fallen
or suffered heart attacks while attempting the climb.
Aboriginals don't climb Uluru, although they allow tourists the
opportunity. They call them "white ants" and I laughed
when I saw the climbers. That is exactly what they looked like
as they scrambled up the massive mound of stone.
Clouds rolled and tumbled off the rock. It glistened and darkened
in the rain, taking on a dark mercurial presence. The mist and
clouds animated the face of the rock, giving it an ever changing
eeriness. Like a giant natural sculpture, Uluru changes color,
texture, and shape at every angle. It rises up majestically from
the desert floor, carved by wind, sand, and water. The rock is
sacred to every Aboriginal tribe on the Australian continent.
Before I left, the sporadic rain cascaded down the sides of Uluru
in narrow waterfalls, a rare occurrence in the dry arid Outback
desert. The weird weather brought even more magic and mystery
to a place that is strangely unreal and timeless even in the
hot bright light of day.
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The unmistakably distinctive architecture of the Opera House
in Sydney Harbour. Located on the New South Wales coast, Australia's
largest city rises in the background.
Sydney is a modern metropolis of 3 million
people that bustles with the busy pulse of urban energy and life.
It's Australia's showcase, the largest and most cosmopolitan
city on an island continent of 18 million people.
I took the city bus down to Circular Quay for a relaxed boat
tour of Sydney Harbour. The ferry meandered past the Opera House
on a beautiful sunny May day. We passed the remainder of the
day cruising up quiet inlets past historic old structures, modern
harbour houses, and sprawling Sydneysider mansions.
The cruise returned us to the Quay where I enjoyed the dockside
carnival atmosphere of didgerydoo buskers and street entertainers.
I walked along the Quay to the Opera House for a closer look
at Sydney's distinctive architectural landmark.
That night I rode the subway from the Central Rail Station to
Kings Cross. The few narrow blocks that defined the Cross are
lined with rock and roll night clubs, strip joints, budget restaurants,
and tourist shops. Kings Cross is where Disneyland meets Hollywood
Boulevard. International backpackers seek accommodation at the
Cross's numerous budget hostels. Tourists wander the gaudy streets
in search of entertainment, excitement, and a glimpse of the
tawdriness. Sad eyed junkies loiter around the lighted fountain
at the far end of the street smoking cigarettes and panhandling
spare change. The Cross glitters like a cheap bright jewel in
the misty night rain.
 A chartered
catamaran lies anchored in the azure waters of the Whitsunday
Islands off the eastern Australia coast. >>>
 <<< The lighthouse in Byron Bay is located
at the easternmost point in Australian along the New South Wales
coast.
 A view of the coastal point that juts out into
the Tasman Sea just beyond the Byron Bay lighthouse. >>>
Byron Bay is a curious alternative enclave,
new age tourist village, and laid back beach haven, all jumbled
into one. Cape Byron was named by Captain James Cook in May,
1770 for John Byron, the grandfather of poet Lord Byron.
Migrating whales off the coast regularly attract binocular-toting
whale watchers along its shore. Pods of dolphins also played
in the water along the nearby public beach as oblivious surfers
stoically waited for their next wave.
The prominent white lighthouse above the town dramatically marks
the rugged coastline. Located at the country's eastern-most point,
it's the most powerful lighthouse in Australia, radiating 3 million
candle power of light out to sea.
More about Australia - As a service to
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and the opportunity to purchase these and other selections.
Books:
Lonely Planet Australia - a Travel Guide by
Hugh Finlay Paperback - 9th edition (September 1998)
The Songlines by Bruce Chatwin Paperback - Rep
edition (June 1988)
One For The Road : Hitchhiking Through the Australian
Outback by Tony Horwitz
The Fatal Shore : The Epic of Australia's Founding
by Robert Hughes (February 1988)
Films:
The Last Wave (1977) Starring: Richard Chamberlain,
Director: Peter Weir
Mad Max Starring: Mel Gibson, Director:
George Miller
Road Warrior - The Road Warrior (1982) Starring:
Mel Gibson, Director: George Miller
Crocodile Dundee (1986) Starring: Paul Hogan,
Linda Kozlowski, Director: Peter Faiman
Ned Kelly Ned Kelly (1970) Starring: Mick Jagger,
Director: Tony Richardson
Bliss (1997) Starring: Craig Sheffer, Sheryl
Lee, Director: Lance Young
Walkabout (1971) Starring: Jenny Agutter, Director:
Nicolas Roeg
My Brilliant Career
Incident at Hanging Rock
The Chant of Jimmie Blacksmith
Music:
Midnight Oil - "Redneck Wonderland"
Audio CD (November 3, 1998)
INXS - "Greatest Hits" Audio CD (November
1, 1994)
Crowded House - "Crowded House" Audio
CD (October 11, 1988)
Paul Kelly "Words & Music" (Rock)
Audio CD (May 19, 1998)
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by Paul Picus. Copyright © 1996-99 Paul Picus
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