Walking with giants: the natural wonders sleeping on the Scenic Rim in Queensland

Have you ever been so inquisitive about a path and where it led to that you had no choice but to follow it? I suffer from it all the time. I have come to term it natural curiosity. A few years ago I befriended an entomologist (studies insects) who would disappear out field for weeks on end. His profession took him on the hunt, in the wild, for the a needle in a stack of needles to use the expression. But for the most, it wasn’t really the insects that drew him there – it was that natural curiosity to keep walking and get lost.

Purlingbrook Falls

I have since learnt the value of following his advice and starting my adventures past where the phone screen displays “SOS Only” (no service for you non-phone’ers). For those whose professional subject matter doesn’t dwell on the floor of an untouched bush, forest or jungle, it is a little bit hard to go missing for days or weeks at a time and come back to find you still have an employer. For me, this is the reality of working an adult job, but still having the inquisitive mind of a little kid. So, for the past year I have circumnavigated South East Queensland, where I have lived for a short amount of time, in hope to find the most amazing tracks for myself, and for other part-time explorers.

A lot of the places I have chosen to include in this log sit on a single feature, the Lamington Plateau, which covers an area of more than 200 square kilometres of World Heritage Listed rainforest built along an old volcano site. It’s not hard to see why these are referred to as heritage-listed reserves. When you’re amongst them, on the forest floor, you feel like the size of an ant as the rainforest closes around you and the thick canopy ceiling lets only slivers of light shine through.

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Along the track of Moran’s Falls

Our journey starts at Oreilly’s rainforest, a popular destination for the avid trail walker or plain tourist desiring Australian wildlife and exotic ecosystems. The accommodation centre and retreat is what confuses unfamiliar people to the area. There is a skywalk tour and skywalk near the hotel, but for the real walks – they kick off at an entry point a little further south. For the purposes of this log, Giant #1, Moran’s Falls, is at the end of a very steep track which is about a six kilometre walk. A portion of the track is etched into the cliff side and trails down the side of the mountain before crossing the falls point. Like a lot of these walks, the path reaches a point where you’re walking along a little stream which grows exponentially to evolve into the waterfall source.

When you’ve reached the giant, there’s a small shelf etched out in rock which sits just above the falls and looks out over the canyon and over the dense forest canopy. I did this walk at sunrise after camping overnight nearby and to say the least, the sunrise was beautiful from this spot. It was at this time when I realised why the entomologist would come back so vibrant and refreshed.

Moran’s Falls view spot
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Collections of mushrooms on a tree in Binna Burra

The next stop on our journey was to pay a visit to the caves circuit in Binna Burra. Binna Burra itself is a bit further north than the Oreilly’s rainforest and has more recently become an iconic area after the Biggest Loser’s personal trainer Commando started running bootcamps up at the lodge. But our site took us on to the less visited track. The walk itself was only supposed to take 90 minutes, but after crossing the main road and passing onto another path I had severely misjudged the time and found myself walking in the early onset darkness. The forest canopy makes everything go very dark, very quick. Still, the daylight

Purlingbrook Falls

track took me through a small cutout in a rock wall and into an open cave system in the side of the cliff. I am calling this one Giant #2 as it was an amazing, unique, natural sight.


The caves were caused by wind and rain erosion and are a great spot to stop for a break and a coffee (I did anyway). Plaques indicate that indigenous people used to use the area as shelter and a cooking area as well. Chances are it took them a little longer to make a drink as my gas burner boils water in record time.

The next stop, and Giant #3, is Purlingbrook Falls. I have written about them before but no words do justice to the falls, let alone the tropical journey to see them. Out of all of the areas mentioned in this log, Purlingbrook Falls are the most frequented by not only tourists, but locals. Chances are this is because of ease of access.

I have always hiked these falls with friends who have all commented on the amazing display of ferns, which cover the forest floor in a bid to catch rain drops that make it through the canopy, and fight the same struggle for rays of light. Still, as a bottom feeding plant, the ferns grow so abundantly because of the rich nutrients so common to rainforest floor ecosystems.

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Small mushroom spores on the way to twin falls

I recently discovered the Purlingbrook Falls system is called a horsetail waterfall because of its clean undisturbed fall off the side of the cliff. Upon further research I have seen there is an entire classification system of metaphorical terms to describe flow pattern and make of waterfalls.


The fourth and last Giant #4 in this instalment is the twin falls circuit. It is also one of the shortest walks at four kilometres for a round trip. Appropriately titled Twin Falls, is the

Twin Falls

wide, double waterfall system that runs into a large pool. It was summer when I did this hiked weekend adventure so I braved the chilled mountain water for a swim.


This walk was specifically unique because of the red clay earth exposed along the track and the red cutouts in the cliff side where water and wind exposure have carved away shelter-like coves in the molten rock. It almost makes the earth like an artist’s pastel board.

These four giants were easy weekend hikes. For me they were chances to go out into the wild, the path rarely walked, and to hit reset on your mind so as to enter a new week with a fast, active, ready mindset. No one wants to become a drone in a sedentary office-borne environment, so finding marvels like these allow you to “centre yourself” and approach the working week with peach of mind.

6 coffees you will try in Southeast Asia

Let’s face it, there’s no point going overseas if you’re not going to take your tastebuds with you. With food it’s okay, you can explore and still find that subtle flavour you so comfortably enjoyed back home, with a little spice or flair. But when it comes to your favourite percolated brew the choices are endless. Sometimes you can be in a country where the barista has no clue as to what a cappuccino might be, so you’re going to have to step out of that comfort zone, and find a new temporary brew.

Chances are, if you are reading this, you know know the struggle. How do you tell him you want a small cappuccino when the board only says ‘hot/cold coffee’. Or how do you don’t him no sugar, when all he has is condensed milk? You’re pot out of luck – time to get some of that tasty glucose in your drink, you’ve got no choice.

The following are seven coffees that I have had while I’ve been galavanting across my favourite part of the world, Southeast Asia. I hope this list teases out some cultural differences in the way we drink, what we drink and how we drink coffee, and it will go to show that no matter how contrasting our worlds are, I still get my morning fix of a nicely blended brew.

Turkish coffee (Türk kahvesi)

The first type of coffee, or more correctly, preparation of coffee, is Turkish coffee. I say preparation because Turkish coffee is not a specific blend or bean. Turkish coffee refers to how the coffee is prepared. I first tried this in a Turkish restaurant in Malaysia – points for being obvious as to the type of restaurant.

Turkish coffee and bread

My coffee was ordered with dinner, where the waiter responded “are you sure? It’s strong.” He wasn’t wrong either. The strength of the coffee is due to the fine grinding of the roasted beans, which is said to be the finest texture of ground coffee in comparison to any other. When I tried it I opted for the plain flavour, more commonly referred to in Arabic as ‘sada’. The coffee itself was served in a Turkish coffee pot made of copper with a wooden handle, this is the customary way for the coffee to be served and is poured into a small coffee cup. But before drinking it is common practice to cleanse the pallet with a glass of water.

The waiter also told me Turkish coffee is an integral element of the Turkish wedding process. The groom’s parents visit the bride’s family and the bride prepares the coffee for the guests. She spikes the groom’s coffee with salt so as to gauge his character.I later confirmed this through a friend of mine who further elaborated that if the groom loves the girl he will drink the salty coffee without so much as a peep of complaint.

Vietnamese Coffee – Iced (Ca phe sua da)

I have a severe sweet tooth and while it is an uphill struggle, I generally try to eat (and drink) healthy and limit my sugar intake. With this in mind, I became addicted to the second drink in the list, the sugary Vietnamese local coffee ca phe sua da. Vietnamese coffee shares a similar fine texture to Turkish coffee. The roasted French coffee beans are dripped through the iconic Vietnamese filter into a quarter of a glass of condensed milk and poured on ice – all of this which is done by you in the cafe, so that you experience the journey of your own drink. Condensed milk is the staple ingredient for these coffees, so you can start to see why you have no choice if you don’t take sugar.

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Vietnamese coffee (travelovietnam)

Ca phe sua da is a contemporary, yet nostalgic, reminder of the French influence so strongly displayed in Vietnam after its 19th Century colonisation. Especially with this style of coffee and the trend of using French beans such as Cafe du Monde. However, the Vietnamese Startbucks equivalent Trung Nguyen also does a good blend and has franchises on every corner in the main areas of Vietnam.

While I may have mentioned there was a French influence in Vietnam, the country itself has since become a world leader in the coffee export industry through its industry in the central highlands. Ho Chi Minh has had boutique cafes spring up in the past decade to take advantage of the great architecture and ambition of young local coffee enthusiasts. I spent some time in Vietnam so had the privilege of exploring a few of these boutique cafes, but my favourite for ca phe sua da, and popular with locals, was L’Usine.

Kopi Luwak – the cat coffee

The civit

When I first heard of this coffee I thought someone was pulling my leg. There is no way a market can exist for coffee that has been excreted by an animal. But to my surprise it is true – kopi luwak is the end product of a bean that has been eaten by an Asian palm civet, a small cat-like creature native to South and Southeast Asia, digested, defecated, collected by farmers and cleaned and roasted.

FullSizeRender-39.jpgThe coffee is said to have higher nutritional qualities and a greater taste after it has made its way from cat to cup.

Due to the nature of supply and supposed delicacy, it is again a surprise that people are willing to pay a lot of money for this coffee as it is considered a rarity both to locals and to foreigners. Retail prices can reach more than $800AUD/€550. I brewed a Bodum full of this kopi luwak in inspiration for this article and to be honest, it doesn’t appeal to me for a $15 cup. Aside from the fact I am currently drinking coffee beans picked from an animal’s faeces, the coffee itself has a strong dull taste that leaves the mouth quite powdery.

Indian filter coffee (kaapi) or meter coffee

I first tried kaapi in Jakarta, Indonesia. Indian filter coffee is, like Turkish coffee, in reference to the mode of preparation rather than the actual beans per se. The beans I tried when I first tried it with were Arabica blend which are grown in the southern parts of India. When you order it in a traditional sense, there are a number of parts to the preparation of the coffee. That, and you have to wait as it is a slow drip coffee, slower than Vietnamese coffee too – so don’t be in a rush for a quick cup.

Indian coffee drip cups

The process allows the top cup to hold on to the water a little longer so as to extract more of the coffee as it passes into the final cup – this long process creates a strong coffee. In fact, I don’t recommend having this one as an after-dinner coffee, because you’re probably not going to sleep. I have only had the privilege of having two of these types of slow drip indian coffees and both of them blew my socks off. I would say one cup is on par with two espressos – in terms of strength.

The second time I had this coffee was in Kuala Lumpur in Little India. I told the barista about my experience and he said I’d been shown half of the process – and this is where the real fun started with this coffee. He proceeded to mix the coffee with boiling milk and with a metal cup in both hands poured the mixture from cup to cup with his arms stretched out. That was where the term meter coffee clicked in my head. For a demonstration, watch this video.

Buttered coffee

I first read about this in a paleo craze article on a blog I subscribe too. It was first introduced as ‘Bulletproof’ Coffee and now it has taken over as the coffee for health fanatics. I had never subscribed to the idea of trying buttered coffee and the thought seemed like slapping god in the face and ruining a perfectly good drink. That was until I went for a coffee in a small side street market stall in Penang and was convinced by the owner to try his ‘special’ coffee. I thought to myself I had better scribble out a will on a napkin in case he drugs me, but turns out his special ingredient was a lump of butter.

So how did he come across this recipe? He said his family was not well off in India and could not afford repairs to their fridge so they were not able to keep milk. Before work each morning his father would put butter in his coffee instead of milk. Lo and behold, this man now runs a lucrative business in Penang riding on the back of his families misfortune.

To be honest the taste was surprisingly amazing. I am waiting for this to kick off in health-driven cafes in Australia with a grass-fed butter option.

Coffee in a bag

I put this one in more as a joy than as a type of coffee. Drinking coffee out of a small plastic bag with a straw slipped in the top is commonplace in South East Asia for three reasons: it’s cheaper than disposable cups, they don’t fill up the bins as much and are very convenient to hang off the handlebars of a scooter or bike – innovative isn’t it?

All of the coffees I ordered in bags were requested with a simple “white coffee” and “iced” for the local barista, FullSizeRender-38.jpgwhich, if you are travelling in remote areas such as Johor Bahru, is about the only thing one would understand in English in my experience. That is, until I learnt how to pronounce “coffee”, “white” and “cold” in malay. These are much like the finalised version of the ca phe sua da in Vietnam with the sweetened condensed milk used in the coffee. When I came back home after a number of months of relying on this coffee I had a ridiculously high sugar addiction. Despite the sweetness, which you get used to, this was my favourite type of coffee to drink and left me quite full after it.

With that said, it is almost entirely refreshing to come back to a familiar place with an alien tourist palette and go back to drinking the coffee you once drank to boost you up for a day of work or study.

What I learnt out of travelling these places wasn’t just the different ways in which one bean can be presented, but that everyone has a story behind their brew. From the waiter telling me about the Turkish bride spiking coffee with salt, being told about the cat that eats coffee beans, or the broken fridge being an inspiration for a new recipe. They all have their own personal connection with something so simple that we consume every day.

With those six coffees in mind, try to explore your own experiences with the drink, and if you have had any others write it down in the word box below. There must be plenty out there.


In Love in Love Lane – Penang

Work, honestly, why do we even do it? I was shipped to Penang in Malaysia for three months to work. Should I complain? I think not. Paid accommodation, new culture, new people, the best personal training ever and a great pay cheque – perfect.

Anwar from Micke’s Place warming up

Staying somewhere for three months is a type of travelling I am new to. Yes I had stayed in Jakarta for some time but I had never stayed in a place for so long as Penang, it almost became a home-away-from-home in a sense.

I worked on the industrial side in another area so my trips into Penang always started with a ferry ride, or a trip across the Penang river via the long go-between bridge. Still, it was only a 30 minute drive into the main area so I really couldn’t complain. On weekends and during time off I managed to stay at a lot of the affordable and nice hotels, as well as contrast them with the backpacker lodges, of which were all closer in to the nightlife. For us, a lot of that nightlife was

It’s hard to resist a trishaw ride

accrued in Love Lane, which is promisingly enough the same street as all of the hostels. Love Lane is aptly titled as such for its trishaws with floral decorations and an old British officer with the surname Love falling for a lady. As cliche as it sounds, I fell in love there too – which has inspired me for future travels to the Europe. The story that I heard from a few locals as to the name was that sailors and fishermen with families in Penang would keep their mistresses in hotels on Love Lane. Perhaps my story of the trishaws and the colonial officer falling for a lady sounds better.

If you’re with a special someone, give the Insta Coffee a go. They take a photo of your face and print it in chocolate on to a coffee. It’s expensive as far as coffee goes, but worth the try.

Selfie Coffee

Love Lane branches off the main street, Chulia Street, in Penang and has some of the best live music venues I have ever been to, namely Micke’s Place. Even though it, and the bars next door, were small in spacing, their seating arrangement spilled out onto the street and still had people standing watching the live music. Most nights at these bars were open mic so talented travellers would join in on any jam that would be happening at the time.

The street food on Chulia generally only starts around nine or 10 o’clock at night, which seems late in the western world, but is when Georgetown livens up. One of the best places I frequented was a noodle van only a short walk from the Love Lane corner. Funnily enough, no matter how many or how few a people may be waiting on a meal, the cooks are always yelling and running everywhere – perhaps it’s just ingrained into their living.

One of my favourite noodle huts in Chulia Street

Love Lane’s hostels were great places to visit, however one of the more comfortable ones we stayed in was Chulia Heritage Hotel. This was one of the many heritage-listed buildings in Penang and from the outside looked like a five star expensive hotel. Inside was a hostel with shared bathrooms and spacious rooms decked in white, and when I say white, literally everything was white. It was in a prime location to get to all of the sites in the area which will be written on in the following log.

For me, personally, going to Penang as an employee, rather than as a traveller, is a step I had to take in life to push me out of working for other people and move on to working for myself under my own ambition. If I met anyone in Penang, a majority of them were travellers that had decided to up their job and go travelling until they spent all of their money.

If you look enough, Penang Laksa is amazing when served with pork buns

I don’t agree with the second part: spending all of your savings on travel. That money could be used to invest in something more beneficial to help you travel for the rest of your life, and make money. Why wouldn’t you want to invest in an idea like that?

Life’s a beach – Patong

Want to experience the big hangover? Feel like you haven’t partied enough on your holidays? I dare say the place to fix that is Phuket. God knows I have partied in Thailand plenty of times. In fact, I was almost sold on the prospect of leaving everything behind and becoming a bar tender at one of the beach bars when I was much younger. Thankfully my inner lion aimed a little higher and I joined another bar (not one you drink at either).

One of the fresh food stalls in Kamala Beach

Patong, about 40 minutes from the airport, has the most attractions in terms of nightlife for Phuket’s beach towns with an entire street packed with hundreds of bars and nightclubs.

Patong’s beaches, however, are second-to-none. For me, a full day can easily be spent basking in the sun, and what’s better is you don’t have to take anything with you. There’s a towel provided, water, an umbrella which gets adjusted at every turn of the sun, and even a food lady that walks around selling corn, or mais, as my partner in crime calls it.

I call the beaches of Gold Coast, Australia, home. They are supposed to be the highlight of the eastern seaboard in Australia. For the most, I have never seen at least half of the amount of people on a summer’s day on a Gold Coast beach as what I see in Thailand. This could

Sunset from our hotel Sira Grande

also be due to the fact that Thailand has some of the stillest waters in the world, so definitely not a surfing spot, but a swimming spot – most definitely.


In the evening, aside from the repeated games of connect four with local bar workers, one of the popular attractions to Phuket is the Simon Cabaret show. I’ll give you the heads up now, it is a ladyboy cabaret show, but still a fun musical to watch. The ladyboy culture is quite popularised in Thailand, whether it be for a tourism aspect, or for pride of one’s self, Thai people seem to openly embrace it. FullSizeRender-30

In terms of relativity for the other towns, north of Patong is Kamala Beach which is a much more docile version of Patong and with minimal, if any, nightlife. On our visit to Kamala Beach it was evident there is a more family-friendly environment, where the resorts with poolbars, instead of hotels are more common. South of Patong is the mirrored effect, with Kata Beach providing a longer stretch of beach and more of a honeymoon feel to it. If you’re going to Thailand for the food and the beaches and not the parties, Kata beach is far more appropriate as has market stalls along the beach track and are more open and diverse. Patong, however, has the biggest mix of bunched street food

A very hot prawn laksa

stalls, the best of which is the fresh seafood market near the Banzaan Fresh Seafood Market. It has the greatest mix of seafood which is cooked right in front of you. We forged many a cute date elbows deep in barbecued prawns and finished them off with banana and chocolate crepe.


And with all of that, the pertinent question is, how can you keep a beach body with such great food and cheap beer around?