Here We Go Again

Now pleasantly plied with liquor, its off to the gift shop. The liqueur is the first on Robyn’s list along with some fudge.

Forbsy allows a trip along Banks Drive to video the experience.

I was hoping to spend some time fishing with Darryl but now with the loss of the days, this may not happen.

Its getting dark and the rancid prawns are done, time to clean the fish – yes Silver Leader there are four to clean – and head home.

The dual laned highway finished abruptly and for no apparent reason other than the money ran out, and we are back to single lane road.

Back at the van I am shown the shower before being able to put my head on my pillow and fall asleep.

Into the hills we drive, eventually entering the great pine forests of the area, where the bitumen gives way to gravel, well almost.

Forbsy cannot help himself, he builds a cairn. As a couple walk past, in my best David Attenborough voice I suggest that on their right is the rare Forbes Cairn Stacker Bird. They laugh, I take pictures of him and move on.

There is line taken, there is splashing and because of the shallowness of the water, dragging whatever it is may be symptomatic. Eventually it is close enough to ascertain it is a turtle

This family is very close knit. They certainly do not live in each others pockets but they are a unit.

The walk from the spot of Robyn reading to the waters edge is some 200 metres or more. We pump some fresh nippers before heading out to the creek