On arrival at Mossman a big laundry wash was required. Lovely coffee in the cafe next door.
The crossing of the Daintree River, some little way out of Mossman is by ferry. A dim view of people getting out of their vehicals is taken by the ferry staff. A very good reason for this is the very large resident crocs!!
Our first night in the Daintree was at Lync Haven Resort, it has a small camping ground which had few other campers on the first night. We stayed here for two nights allowing us to explore some of the interesting sights offered in the local area.
The resort has its own resident salt water crocodile, which is fed every morning by the owner, Scott. This is Doris, who was first called Boris in mistaken identity. She had been owned by a pet store and outgrew her pen.
A wet and miserable campsite!!