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Sure enough, there are all kinds of marine life below me. The water is at least five meters deep, but it’s so clear that I can see straight to the bottom. The first thing I see is a flat wobbegong shark, its white belly turned upwards. I can only assume it is dead, and I hover over it for several minutes, waiting in vain for it to move. But soon enough a movement up ahead catches my eye, and I’m off following a loggerhead turtle. Below me, hundreds of fish swim about, oblivious to my presence. But I take in every fish, every color, and every movement. Here at Julian Rocks, I see a fish I have been longing to see in the wild, one I have only seen thus far in an aquarium – the comical clown triggerfish. Its black body makes its bright yellow lips stand out even more; they look like they’re puckered up for a kiss. Its underside is covered in big white spots. Luckily, I turn my eyes just in time to spot a shark. But I’m not nervous; it’s only a non-aggressive leopard shark. Its exceptional body momentarily makes me forget that it is actually in the same family as Jaws. The shark’s sandy colored skin is covered with small spots and its tail flows behind it as it swims gracefully near the bottom. Its body is over a meter long and the tail easily equals that length. The fins look soft, like I could bend them over to lie flat against the spotty skin. Before I head back to the boat, I see an electric ray, numerous blue spotted rays and huge wrasses. The marine life at Julian Rocks definitely doesn’t disappoint. And on the way back to shore, several pods of dolphins decide to frolic in the boat’s wake. Surf School The ocean is definitely the main attraction in Byron Bay and the next day I decide to give surfing a go. I’m not particularly athletic, or exceptionally brave, but all the travelers I meet are adamant that one must give surfing a go in Byron Bay. Black Dog Surfing charge only $60 for a three-hour lesson, including equipment, with a maximum of 5 people per group. How can you be in Australia and not try surfing? I decide to give it a go. The hardest part of surfing is definitely carrying the heavy equipment. Because we’re all beginners, we start off on 9-foot boards. Getting them down to The Pass, the area of beach where we’ll attempt to surf, is challenging in itself. When we finally arrive at the gorgeous white sand beach, we find a place in the shade to do our warm up. Stretching prepares our bodies and minds for the adventure ahead. After we’ve warmed up, Raz, our instructor,
has us draw the outline of our surfboard in the sand. Next, we establish
what foot will go forward on the board. Generally, right-handed people
put their left foot forward and left-handed people put their right foot
forward. But I’m goofy footed; even though I’m right handed, my right foot
goes in front.
Before I’ve even caught my breath, he gives me a huge push and tells me to paddle hard. Five seconds later, I hear him yell, “Up! Up! Up!” and I jump to my feet. I stand sideways on the board, my feet relatively straight and placed in the general area I was aiming for. And I stay there. I don’t fall. I’m standing. On a moving surfboard. I’m surfing! I’m surprised at how easy it is. Granted, we’re in gentle waves on huge boards and Raz is doing the wave calculations for us. But that’s fine; I don’t want to be a professional surfer, I just want to give it a try. And it’s definitely contagious. My first ride only lasts about 5 seconds, but I’m back out for more the second my feet hit the sand. I love it, and even though I do fall several times, I don’t hurt myself at all. Near the end, I paddle away from Raz and get into position. I look back over my shoulder and when the approaching wave is about ten feet behind me, I start paddling hard. You need to be going at a pretty good pace when the wave hits you – or it just washes over you. Which is exactly what happens. But I try again and this time I hit the wave perfectly. I jump up and glide gracefully into the shore. It’s the best ride, because I did it all myself. Everyone in my group gets up at least once, and we leave the beach a very happy, but exhausted, bunch. I’ll definitely be back for more! The Lighthouse Besides being the hometown of Paul Hogan, otherwise known as Crocodile Dundee, Byron Bay is also famous for another landmark. Byron’s gleaming white lighthouse stands at the top of a hill overlooking the water. Situated on Australia’s most easterly point, the 104-year-old lighthouse boasts the strongest light in the Southern Hemisphere. It’s a long, hot hike to the top, but a climb well worth the view. Just make sure you bring water with you! On the way you’ll pass through coastal rainforest, overlook steep cliffs that back onto the beach and likely see dolphins playing in the waves. Allow at least two hours for the climb and time at the top to enjoy the views. During the winter months, (June to September) you may also spot humpback whales on their way north to warmer waters. BellIngen After leaving Byron Bay, we take a slight inland detour to visit Bellingen, population 2600. Dense rainforest lines the road and when the canopy thins occasionally, we’re rewarded with views of the Bellinger Valley. The curvy road doesn’t do much for those with weak stomachs; so leave plenty of time to make the short trip, stopping along the way for breaks. As time is running short, we only
spend one night here, but we could have happily spent more. The empty streets
make me realize that Bellingen is one of those rare towns on Australia’s
East Coast that’s not overrun with tourists. Bellingen Canoe Adventures
rents out canoes and organizes eco tours, and our main reason for stopping
here is to participate in a moonlight canoe cruise down the Bellingen River.
Surrounded by koala habitat, Port Macquarie boasts numerous of the koala crossing road signs that Australia is famous for. Koalas appear in residents’ backyards and it is not uncommon to see one crossing the road in the early hours of the morning. Unfortunately, cars hit many of the slow moving animals as they amble along. There are many dangers to these sleepy marsupials, and Port Macquarie is home to the Koala Hospital. Even if you’re not smitten with these lovely creatures, the hospital is well worth a visit. I always imagined that the carefree animals in the treetops were perfectly safe, but there are a surprising number of threats to the koalas’ well being. Besides auto accidents, habitat loss, brush fires and dog attacks, koalas can suffer from Chlamydia, known in the marsupial world as, “wet bottom”. Koalas also sometimes need rescuing; they’ve been known to mistake telephone poles for eucalyptus trees and get stuck where they don’t belong. The hospital also runs a 24-hour koala rescue service. Admission is by donation. The Koala Hospital, run entirely by donations, is dedicated to treating sick and injured koalas of all ages. For obvious reasons, visitors aren’t allowed inside the hospital itself, but the recuperating koalas all live outside in wire mesh enclosures, so it’s easy to get a good look at them. At several points throughout the day, usually 7:30 a.m. and 3:00 p.m., one of the volunteers comes out and leads you around the outside of the hospital. They feed the koalas, and explain each animal’s history and treatment. We saw several koalas that had been
in fires; their fur was slightly matted and one’s eye was permanently shut,
but all of the koalas seemed to be recovering well. The volunteer explained
how the koalas are nursed back to health in the medical buildings, and
then brought out to these enclosures. Once they have proven that they can
take care of themselves, they’re returned to the wild.
Besides koalas, you can expect to see wombats, cassowaries, emus, spider monkeys, peacocks, pheasants and plenty of kangaroos and wallabies. You can walk right into the kangaroo enclosure and even feed the furry marsupials from your hand. Another thing you won’t want to miss is the 70-year-old Japanese koi carp in the water lily ponds. But even with all these extraordinary animals, birds and fish at my disposal, it was still the koala enclosure I kept returning to. There’s just nothing like a koala – even if all it really does is sleep in the branches of a eucalyptus tree. The following is a list of articles that Dawnelle has written for the magazine:
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