oftheseistogetrightamongthemandset
up camp. When you're travelling remotely, it's
oftentemptingtopushonacoupleofhundred
kays, to reach the campground with toilets
andhotwater.Igetit–it'shardtobeatacold
beer after you've washed the red dirt off.
However, bypass some of Cape York's purest
beachside free camps, and you'll deny yourself
the chance to enjoy Mother Nature's bounty
fresh from the source. Mutee Head is one such
place. Located about 20km west of Bamaga,
we headed straight here after crossing the
Jardine River Ferry. Thought you couldn'tCape
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Deep in the heart of Queensland's wildest frontier, the crew samples prawns and pizza, tackles tough
tracks, and learns that it's survival of the fittest – or whoever gets the tent first.
WordsNatalie Cavallaro PicsJACK MURPHY AND DAN EVERETT
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here were a couple of things I was worried
about before heading to Cape York. One
of them was being attacked by a croc as I
slept in my swag, devoured like a human
sushi roll. Another was having to reveal to my
colleagues what my hair actually looks like first
thing in the morning. As it turned out, we didn't
see any salties, and my care factor about what
my co-workers thought of my untamed bedhead
was pretty low after a few days. However while
these worries didn't eventuate, Cape York taught
me a few things. Like, you can find pizza there
to rival those made in a Roman trattoria, anda simple tent will feel like a Grecian palace after
you've slept on the ground in a swag for seven
days straight. By day six of our journey we'd
settled into a routine, and I was fast becoming
schooled in the ways of the Cape. Here are the
important lessons learnt from the second half of
our adventure...THE BEST CAMPS IN LIFE
ARE FREE
If there's one thing Cape York isn't lacking in, it's
landscapes that'll stun the smile permanently onto
your face. The best way to get a full appreciation