#jeffbanks

One of the things we have wanted to do whilst on this trip is take pictures of the Milky Way, but because of light pollution either from the moon or surrounding human intervention, it has not been optimum.

The boat on the trailer, Jeff returns us to the van park with gutted fish, for us to show the waiting ladies, we can actually produce food for dinner.

Its getting late and we have lovely lamb chops to have for dinner, so we pack up and head back to the park

Here again on the beach, clothes appear to be optional, there are bathers and sunbakers alike, enjoying their time here bereft of covering items

You never know, that anxiety you feel from over work might just be eased with a dose of what this great land can offer.

As the sun lowers, I take shots of the vista, playing with the lighting in an attempt to get THE shot.

The road reveals the boat ramps – three of them – emanating from a car park at the end of the road

The inland sea from the air was a vastness of blue green water.

At the other end of the road works, the girl holding the stop sign is off the road, no cars to stop, sitting in the shade, and is not even paying attention as we pass. The highs and the lows of road works.

There is a walkway along the bank, and we head up a little. The track is initially very powder dusty and the dust flies up with every step

Splitting the group is not the preferred option of Forbsy or I, but Silver Leader is more enamoured with option 1 and I am sure is feeling he is letting us all down – which he isn’t in our view.

Minutes pass and no answer to our question, Robyn again goes for a walk but this time she has adopted the teapot position, which I know all too well, she is not amused