A motley, well camouflaged lace monitor lizard slowly crawls through the leaf strewn forest floor, the white flecks on its skin mimicking the sunlight, the soft bites of dappled light that dance across the twigs at foot.
The park showcases multi-layered groups of micro climates and eco systems, from high ridges, with white silica sandy tracks, areas of Yakka trees shaded by gnarly Banksia and tall Pandanus palms, also a fern gully nurtured by a cooling-soft sea breeze – just the spot for a wing cleaning blue wren to take shelter from the summer heat.
This lower shrub canopy soon opens up to a more dramatic rainforest delighting visitors with ancient stands of hardwoods, strangled by alien-like vines that wrap tree trunks and intersect in patterns similar to a brain’s nervous system, with multiple links crafting a frighteningly dominate forest organism.
Bush turkeys wonder about unfazed by passers by, tending to their nests. Their beaks dip deep inside the twig and mulch mound to monitor the temperature. As human visitors disappear along the tracks they continue tending to their eggs. Glimpses of deep blue sea horizon line, pop between the folds of the distant tree line canopy. This place is not merely a tourist mecca, its a home for the soul.
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