The Conway Circuit Stroll – Whitsundays, QLD

A 2-3 day hike on Airlie Seaside’s doorstep

The Whitsundays, a vacation spot normally related to the aquamarine waters that ebb and circulate round its 74 islands, is fashionable with vacationers who line up for boat excursions and reef days spent crusing, paddling, snorkelling and related to all issues blue.

It’s July and I’ve come to Airlie Seaside to not sink beneath the blue, however to dive amongst the inexperienced. 

Forsaking the frosty winter mornings of my residence in NSW, the concept of wandering by Conway Nationwide Park, the standard lands of the Ngaro and Gia peoples, the place each day temps have been sitting round 22c, was a seasonal no-brainer.

Not like most multi-day walks I do, I selected to not spend hours researching different folks’s journeys or falling down rabbit holes of private opinion. Fairly than going with solutions, I wished to go along with questions: Why doesn’t the Conway Circuit, a 27 km observe, billed as a 3-day stroll, not fill many fashionable Instagram or social media feeds? Why was its title modified from ‘Whitsundays Nice Stroll’?

And, why (for the pricey love of the mountain climbing gods), is it referred to as Circuit? ‘Cos irrespective of which means I have a look at it, this observe ain’t anyplace close to a loop!

The air is glowing with golden afternoon mild, amplified by the sugar cane fields alongside the 35-minute drive from Proserpine Airport to Airlie Seaside. I’m struggling to maintain my eyes on the highway as I’m consistently drawn to gaze on the spurs and ridges wearing rainforest coats that lead away to the coast.

‘Ooo! Is that the Conway Circuit?’, I ponder in pleasure. My lack of analysis unwraps my first shock, adopted by the following – there’s no Uber in Airlie.

Day 1 – Brandy Creek Street to Repulse Creek Camp (8km)

The next day I’m dropped at first by the native model of Uber (NeedaRideWhitsundays.com) and my driver shortly turns the dialog to her favorite topic, snakes. One other shock! There are 70 completely different reptiles in Conway Nationwide Park. Good to know most are skinks, lizards and turtles… and just some snakes (I didn’t meet any).

The carpark on the finish of Brandy Creek Street is on the high of a winding Forestry highway and delivers me at 230 metres above sea stage – the very best level for the day. All that’s forward of me is a really leisurely 150 vertical descent over 8 km to the primary campsite at Repulse Creek Camp.

Ten steps alongside the observe and the decision of the Wompoo Pigeon breaks the light silence. Their delicate name shall be my non-public DJ for the following two days, mingled with just a few different bush noises, however extra on these later.

Underfoot, the steady two-wheel drive gravel mattress makes for a number of the best strolling I’ve ever encountered while on a multi-day observe. The rainforest partitions on both aspect of this former logging observe attain ahead forming a verdant tunnel, whereas large tree ferns stand like towering sentinels, competing for daylight above the darkish, multi-layered cover.

I stroll with my head resting again on my pack, permitting my gaze to be held by the pockets of silver sky above. Final night time’s leftover rain drips onto my face; it appears solely proper and pure that I really feel the rainforest with all my senses.

4 kilometres alongside, as I’m feeling the sturdy lullaby of simple strolling’s easy rhythm, I shake myself out of the soporific samey-samey haze and must remind myself – that is work. I must be searching for digital camera angles and photographs that greatest inform the story of this observe.

In all places I look, I simply see inexperienced. A million shades of inexperienced.

No editor shall be impressed (not to mention the astute Nice Walks readership!) if I submit 20 photos, variably described as ‘Rainforest – Conway Circuit’.

I begin to surprise: if this starvation for the brand new or completely different is what fast-changing multiple-tabs, incessant swiping and doom-scrolling, have been surreptitiously instructing us. Main us to consider that what’s fixed, what’s the identical, could not solely be what some name, ‘boring’, however maybe not ‘Nice.’?

Is that this why the Conway Circuit, previously often known as the Whitsunday’s Nice Stroll, had a reputation change?

Wait, my coronary heart quickens; right here comes the ford the place the observe crosses Repulse Creek. One thing completely different! Fast seize the digital camera!

I dance across the creek, so centered on capturing the ‘new’, that I’m oblivious to the musical layer the water has added to the Wompoo and Silvereye refrain.

It’s solely once I sit right down to put my footwear on and decide the location worthy of an early lunch, that I gradual myself down to soak up what else I see.

My respiratory slows and the quiet unhurried lifetime of the place washes over me. Standing to proceed, I see no cause to fall again into something aside from a strolling meditation; a tempo and presence afforded by the simplicity of the terrain. I really feel no want to take a look at my toes which carry me alongside the multipurpose observe, proof of its various audiences of nature lovers: bushwalkers, birdwatchers, mountain bikers, path runners and even (for the primary 4 km) Segway riders. I see none of them on my journey.

Managing my expectations, I don’t count on the hypnotic tempo and groomed gravel to final eternally. Hearsay has it that this green-graded mountain bike observe turns into a difficult black-level route pretty quickly after tonight’s campsite at Repulse Creek Camp. 

Crossing Repulse Creek, I spy an overgrown slender observe main south-east, that dives headlong into the verdant jungle. Perpetually the curious navigator, the QTopo map appears to counsel it leads up a 200 m excessive knoll and I ponder if it goes. A hunch tells me, ‘not anymore’, because it betrays the historical past of the Conway Circuit from selective logging that happened on these ridges up till 1993. 

Right now, it’s not solely my schedule that retains me on observe however the sight of a Large Stinging Tree; they at all times give me the ‘none shall go’ shivers.

Rising from the rainforest tunnel, I’m birthed into the Repulse Creek Campsite. It’s arduous to work out if the trimmed grass underneath unusually open skies is as a result of work of the rangers I handed as they headed in direction of the trailhead in an ATV or hungry mammals.

Wandering up a ramp to the composting bathroom, I begin to surprise if this website was constructed for an excellent higher range of customers, making it accessible to TrailRider wheelchair customers.

If publicity to this a lot sky was an excessive amount of of a shock, I may have chosen one among a handful of rainforest campsites, set amongst the forest like a Bower Hen’s walled-haven. The entire campsites characteristic a timber platform for conserving gear (not tents) off the bottom and are useful for cooking or stress-free on.

Day 2 – Repulse Creek Camp to Airlie Seaside (19 km)

All through the night time, I think about the pitter-patter rain on my tent because it begins the lengthy journey to the coast and the Nice Barrier Reef. As I set off within the morning, the light tinkle coming from the creeks I had heard yesterday, is changed with a refrain of decided circulate – in moist season this light melody can be a full orchestra. 

About half a kilometre after leaving camp, a beneficiant rock-rimmed swimming gap in Little Repulse Creek revealed itself by the timber. If this was a hotter day, it will solely take a minute for me to indulge within the first of many jungle swims.

There have been extra causes than simply the climate that was urging me to maintain my tempo up: Fairly than taking 3 days for the 30 km-ish observe, I used to be fairly satisfied after trying on the contours of the map, that it was achievable in two.

Had I made a poor alternative, pulling up stumps after a brief and simple day one, relatively than pushing on to the second campsite at Bloodwood Camp and getting the 400 metres of vertical ascent out of the best way? Perhaps. 

It didn’t take lengthy for the more durable terrain to look on the inevitable ascent in direction of Mount Hayward after Parks Queensland’s tell-tale signal. The path shortly turned technical 4WD terrain because the partitions closed in in direction of a cosier single-track. Gravel gave strategy to clay, the place proof of pig digging signalled one of many challenges that Queensland Parks face on this space. I startled a few porkers, who answered my calls of, ‘Hey, Bacon!’, (as I paid homage to TV’s US Alone collection common name of ‘Hey, Bear!’) with grunts and snorts as they ran off into the forest.

Arriving on the Hayward Lookout, I’m afforded a small window out to the islands of Tancred and South Molle. Mildly underwhelmed, I’m startled by the vivid blue distinction of a tragic Ulysees Butterfly that lays useless at my toes; reminding me of components of the color spectrum that I’m lacking. 

Recovering my jaunty gait after summitting Mount Hayward, my thoughts went to a kind of essential questions that solely seem when strolling solo for days: do pigs have knees? I attempted to think about a stumpy-legged porcine attempting in useless to climb steep terrain and questioned if that explains why the observe was so good from this excessive level onwards. 

Loping right down to Bloodwood Camp, I answered the burning query of my campsite alternative. Comfortable to have chosen the open skies of Repulse Creek camp, Bloodwood’s nest-like areas within the rainforest, with safe meals containers, ran a detailed second and the close by lookout gained hands-down for nice lunch spots with views over Airlie Seaside.

Views proved tantalisingly unrealised, because the observe hugged what I knew was the sting of the escarpment, to the junction of Honeyeater Lookout observe. The rainforest re-focusing me as soon as once more to the sweetness to be discovered inside her embrace.

This junction marks the edge of fashionable day stroll territory and the multiday Conway Circuit that I used to be taking. From right here, the well-formed and maintained observe braces me for the disco-knee wobbles that the 350-metre descent into the vacationer vibes of Airlie Seaside brings. On the best way down I go 5 teams of hikers puffing their strategy to the highest; I haven’t seen anybody till now and their perfumed cloud jogs my memory that I need to stink.

My muddy footwear (and socks betraying a lone leech chunk) carry me straight to a chilly beer on the waterfront, the place throughout me is motion, color, and sounds. In all places I look there’s something new to gaze upon.

I shut my eyes and relaxation, taking my thoughts again to the inexperienced seemingly sameness of the Conway Circuit understanding that each footstep in nature is completely different, new and there to shock.

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