Where the bloody hell is Wonga?

May 7:  Wonga is a beach about 15mins from Mossman.  It's won best beach in Qld and it was not hard to see why... 

We parked Keith under the natural tropical folliage of paperbarks and coconut trees and Danny went for a cast net in the ocean.  Despite the stinger sign which says "summer months"  a group of Italian men & boys were out there with a drag net in jeans, long pants or pantyhose. 

Danny braved it in his board shorts and I overcame my fear of bikinis and posed for a shot with Keith!
We had arranged to meet friend's of Lissie & Buzzy's at their place, but they weren't gonna be back from Lake Tinaroo until later, so we did a little trip up to Daintree Village.  
Danny whipped out his cast net down at the jetty where the water was crystal clear...but no fish.  We had a nice chat to a man who drives a Croc Tours boat and bought some biscuits at the very overpriced cafe/shop. 
Let me say this, the Daintree River is very beautiful - no wonder the crocodiles have made it their home for probably millions of years.  

We caught up with Jacqui, Earl & their kids late in the arvo and parked Keith on their block, next to a shed with toilet/shower.  On a whim, we decided to ring a Helpx Host - Hal, from Home Rule (He was one of my first Helpx favourites) and see if he wanted some helpers, like, tomorrow?  He said yes and that he was old, but there was also a lady in her 50's living there who would cook for us.  Sounded good to us.

May 8:  I did a big food shop (cans etc) and went on our way up the Great Dividing Range.  On advice from the checkout chick, we looked for the petrol stations she said would be along the way.  We missed one and a slight panic set in as we slowly ascended the big mountain.  Luckily, we still had 10ltrs of fuel from our time at Agnes Water and so Danny pulled over at the Lookout and he poured it in.  We made it!  And filled the tank at the top in Julatten.
We had a quick lunch outside the Lakeland servo  (no dogs allowed outside of vehicles for some strange reason?)  and Danny stopped to photograph a rocky knob on top of a hill. 
Lissie & Buzzy had told us about the danger of cows on the road up to Cooktown and the signs were there too.  We did see cows, and even one on the edge, but none on the road.  
The highway was very good and even though it was the biggest trip Keith had made so far, he was cool in so many ways.
When the time came, we made the turn at the Lion's Den Hotel sign...but sometimes I get possessed by the idea that this is the wrong way and I know the right way!  So we turned around, off the dirt road.
Well, OK I didn't know and we ended up heading up the highway towards the spooky and mysterious...BLACK MOUNTAIN!!!