Ella Bay National Park

Ella Bay is a national park in Queensland, Australia, 1329 km northwest of Brisbane. It is part of the Coastal Wet Tropics Important Bird Area, identified as such by BirdLife International because of its importance for the conservation of lowland tropical rainforest birds. It can be reached via Fly Fish Point on Ella Bay Road. Adjacent to the park are camping facilities provided by the Johnstone Shire Council.

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