FOREST:
The island's forest was lush and dense. So dense in fact that any travelers who stepped beyond the first few trees and shrubs would immediately find that their footing could easily become tangled by roots, vines, briars, and dead plant matter that littered the ground in the nearly oppressive verduous cacophony of plant life. [(rough terrain penalty)]

The flock of birds had passed, and in the dense foliage the direction of the waterfall was obfuscated because sound starting to bounce off the many fronds and trees. Finding one's direction to the falls would not be easy, and with the thickness of the plants scattered around the jungle, there would be no walking in straight lines by line of sight or by starlight. All too suddenly the warm beach air turned heavy, humid, and the heat almost seemed to cling to your body.

BEACH:
The tide is starting to recede from the beach. From the tangled masses of kelp and bracken, it seems as though every thing is now out of the way of the high tides so long as no storms come around. Much of the bracken contains dry drift wood which could do nicely for building a fire.