It's February and we are camped beside a tranquil beach with quiet and time to think. Even the waves are simply a gentle lapping. Where in the heck are we? We're camping at Yellow beach, Flinders island within sight of Cape Barren island - in very rustic and rudimentary bushcamp-style and the peace and quiet is heavenly. It's just what I have been hanging out for - my mind is always so noisy!
What have we done since I left off in Georgia - on the travel side of life that is?
Well .... we first we took a short caravan trip to get some dust in our hair, (test out a few modifications to the caravan) and to get a big eyeful of the glorious night sky in Innes National Park on Yorke Peninsula, SA. The NP encompasses a rather awesome ship wreck coast - yet another one along the southern shores of Oz. It's a wild sea we border to our south! But the coast is awesome - rugged cliffs from which birds hurl themselves only to be picked up and dumped right back by gale-force winds roaring in from the Bight. Cliffs that have been carved into fanciful shapes, tower over a turquoise sea and send out tiny gleams of glitter from remnant shards of gypsum embedded in the tracks - tons of gypsum were once 'collected' here some of which ended up in our schoolrooms. Remember chalk, the not so nice chalk dust, cleaning the blackboard ? seems a long while ago.
The patterns give pause for thought - I need Geology 101! |
In Sydney we joined a group of birdwatchers and headed miles out to sea to the edge of the continental shelf. Boy were we sick ... ugh! It was way too rough. We were on the trail of the pelagic birds that sail over those waters waiting for the rich pickings welling up from the deeps. And they're not the only ones.... we saw humpback whales, dolphins and an enormous sun fish - a first for me and what a huge, strange creature it seemed to me.
And before we returned to Melbourne, we completed our walk around Sydney harbour, wahoo! According to the map, we'd walked 60km PLUS 50-60 ks of side loops as well as some repeated favourite segments over 4-5 years, a little bit at a time in snatched escapes to Sydney. Who knows how far we actually walked. The harbour is superb, an experience which takes you clambering over rocks and through tidal pools one minute and then up steep steps to burst out into suburbia and fragrant gardens the next. And always the vistas are beautiful, awesome, and spectacular. We enjoyed every step - almost!
Now we are exploring Tassie and some of its island. It promises to be a journey to remember. Talk to you anon!
[Posted some time later when we have internet access albeit intermittent - such are the joys of travel! And incidentally we left Flinders Island in 60 k/h winds. What a contrast]