#jeffbanks

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

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.

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

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

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.

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.