Come to the Coconut Coast
WHAT sacrilege is this? The proposal of cutting down coconut trees in the Whitsunday shire is akin to killing the goose that laid the golden egg.
Let’s get over the scary bit for a start. The chance of getting killed by a falling coconut would be on a par with getting struck by lightning.
Coconut palms, like every other tree, drop their fruit when its ripe and rarely drop green fruit.
It takes a tremendous wind like a cyclone to shake down green nuts and anybody sitting under one, or for that matter any tree in a cyclone, is a bit of a nutter for a start.
We have signs warning of crocodiles in our Proserpine River; a very potential danger indeed. So, why not have signs of potential falling nuts, or perhaps, let us say, we kill all the crocodiles?
Further north, there have been several fatal attacks by crocodiles, but never have I heard of an injury, let alone a death by a falling coconut. So much for the scare tactics. The good people of Bowen solved the problem long ago by putting nets around the trunks of the palms where people congregated in large numbers, just as a precaution.
Such could well be done at Airlie Beach but so much for that. Let’s look on the positive side. There is no other palm or tree