Kokoda, 70 years after war

by Richard Iskov (Australia)

Papua New Guinea

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 Life continued for the locals after WWII, and as we passed over the Kumusi river (which had just weeks before seen massive damaging floods) their inherent resilience was obvious. Families had returned to the river banks and resumed daily life.
Life continued for the locals after WWII, and as we passed over the Kumusi river (which had just weeks before seen massive damaging floods) their inherent resilience was obvious. Families had returned to the river banks and resumed daily life.
A group of Hoi Village boys decided to timidly shadow our group. Despite seeing thousands of trekkers pass by every year, the children remain curious of these strangers on their pilgrimage. Traditional village life endures despite this heavy tourist traffic that passes through
A group of Hoi Village boys decided to timidly shadow our group. Despite seeing thousands of trekkers pass by every year, the children remain curious of these strangers on their pilgrimage. Traditional village life endures despite this heavy tourist traffic that passes through
 The thick Highland jungle would have seemed impassable to both the Japanese and Australian soldiers, though villagers had been utilising the Kokoda Track as a highway for many years.
The thick Highland jungle would have seemed impassable to both the Japanese and Australian soldiers, though villagers had been utilising the Kokoda Track as a highway for many years.
An original member of what Australian soldiers dubbed 'The Fuzzy Wuzzy Angels'. Unfortunately, Ovuru Ndiki has since passed away, as well as the last of his comrades.
An original member of what Australian soldiers dubbed 'The Fuzzy Wuzzy Angels'. Unfortunately, Ovuru Ndiki has since passed away, as well as the last of his comrades.
 The Australian War Cemetery at Bomana.  I couldn't help but imagine that even just a small section of this cemetery represented more people than I have ever met.
The Australian War Cemetery at Bomana. I couldn't help but imagine that even just a small section of this cemetery represented more people than I have ever met.