To conserve fuel I try to pretty much stay at the speed limit of 100kmh, the roads being mostly very good it feels real easy to just cruise along and enjoy the scenery. Some way out of Airlie the surrounding landscape changed from sugar cane back to Australian Scrub with mostly lots of small paperbark trees, the odd larger Eucalypt interspersed. From around Ayr onwards the sugarcane was back with its narrow gauge transportation rail network criss crossing the highway every so often.
At Townsville I made contact with Jillian Ruhl, wife of an old friend George who had passed away a few years ago. It was good to see her again and spend a little time on what had happened since the last time we met on Magnetic Island, so many years ago.
Jill is the taller one
There are speedboat races being held at Townsville, therefore all campsites were chockfull. I decided to head a bit further north, made a stop at a place called Balgal Beach, about 40km north of Townsville. One of the locals got really upset that someone wanted to stay the night there, even so it was clearly indicated that only tents were allowed. He did call the police to have me and another guy removed. I left before the cops arrived.
I finally stopped at Ingham, 70km north of Townsville and found a magnificent trailer park instead.
Leaving the Trailer Park next morning
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