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T
he atmosphere seemed to shift as
we rolled off the Daintree River
Ferry and onto the northern bank.
Afternoon light was dappled by the
thickening canopy and brushed across the
LandCruiser as we relaxed into the day's final
drive. Our cohort had risen well before sunrise
and followed a militaristic itinerary of scenic
stop-offs, as we traversed the coastline from
Towns ville.
The pace had been blistering and tension
had risen – though everyone in our three car
convoy remained in good spirits – as we raced
to beat the crowds before the last ferry ran at
4:30pm.It wasn'tuntillaterthatwelearned
theferryactuallyrunsuntilmidnight.Whowas
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The view from Cowie RangeThe infamous ferry!