The long but healing road. Well my visit to Fitzroy Island was both head-clearing and head-cluttering. As one of the Great Barrier Reef's prettiest isles, I was certainly impressed by the escapism it offered, considering it's only a coconut's throw from Cairns (well, almost). I did indeed clear my head for a couple of days, scaling its steamy rainforest-cum-wooded peak and losing myself finning around its splendid coral gardens. But it was the visit to the Cairns Turtle Rehabilitation Centre that left a most indelible mark on me.
Sick and injured turtles are brought to Fitzroy Island to convalesce after receiving emergency medical treatment. Dozens of turtles have been successfully nursed back to health here, and released directly from the beach. On my visit to Fitzroy, I met Betty and Barney. Learning of Betty's crushed lungs, caused by being flipped upside down, and Barney's collapsed carapace, was hard to process (hence, the head-cluttering). But these two juvenile green turtles are nearing their final stages of recovery thanks to these humanitarian volunteers. As well as injuries from boat strikes, many turtles arrive at the centre suffering from 'floaters syndrome', whereby the turtle has swallowed an air-filled plastic bag, keeping the turtle afloat in the water. And where do turtles dine? Yes, at the bottom of the ocean on seagrass and algae! So if it doesn't die from starvation, it's likely to be taken by predators. It was difficult walking away from the tanks. Knowing that the discarded plastic and ghost nets that lie out in our oceans might one day end up inside a turtle is hard to digest. So what can we do? Well, one thing we can do, as well as paying astute attention to how we treat our planet and its marine residents, is to not use plastic bags. And another is to donate to this essential cause at: www.saveourseaturtles.com.au. Let's clutter only our heads, not the stomachs of turtles! Wednesday, 7th May 2014
So finally, I have succumbed to the ongoing calls for me to start a blog, about my wonderful world of walking in the wilderness, wading through wintery waves, flying with and without wings, watching coral spawn and children yawn, waking to find myself cornered by salivating dingoes, getting snowed in on Canadian mountains, behaving like an endangered goose chasing lost luggage, sleeping in the central reservation of an Athenian motorway (alarm clock perched in the grass), almost being drowned by a dishwasher, and other similar situations I find myself in when on travel assignments. Okay, so there may have been a little hyperbolising above, but it has all happened - to me. Yes, I have attracted the most unlikely friendships, courtships, sinking ships and mishaps when on my travels around the world, but I also frequently find myself enriched by the unexpected. This is the nature of travel. Wherever you go, even if you've been there before, it's always a new journey, with new beginnings and new endings. I'll be dipping in and out of my blog between and during assignments. So see you back here very soon. |
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