Out of order holiday snaps 5

View from Cape Coeudic supply hut

The supply ship, which arrived every three months (yay!) would anchor in the bay, load supplies onto a smaller boat which rowed to the bottom here. All goods had to be hauled 90 m up this almost vertical cliff. 

Where the river meets the sea. On the walk from Snake’s Lagoon. Yeah, Snake’s Lagoon. There’s a name to invite visitors. Didn’t see any snakes. Did see lizards and birds. Very few people though. We had the beach to ourselves.

Wedge-tailed eagle? I think. Enormous it was.

The shortest lighthouse I’ve ever seen. The cliff was high enough that no further elevation was needed for the light to reach ships at sea.

Mama, papa and baby Kangaroo Island kangaroos.

Cape Barron Geese, again – Mama Papa and baby. This was the only trio we saw although there were pairs everywhere. We did find one occupied nest, but didn’t go too close.

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Play School

What a thrill to have my picture book ‘The Carrum Sailing Club’ (illustrated by Christina Booth, published by Windy Hollow Books) featured on Play School this morning.

My friend Jackie Kerin came to watch it with me so there was someone to share the smiles with. Thanks Jackie.

Here are some more of the photos she took. Mine would have been wobbly with excitement!

What a sunny day. 🙂

Stomping across the green-troll bridge

Dancing with seagulls. Flap-flap-twirl!

Out of order holiday snaps 1

Look closely and you’ll notice that only a few of the pylons actually reach the water. Virtual support.

Seal Bay on Kangaroo Island, where sealions frolic and cavort. Except when tourists are watching, then mainly they bask and allow adoration and the odd photo.

This baby is sheltering in the foreshore, until his mother returns from her three day fishing trip. When she returns, all she wants to do is sleep. When she returns, all he wants to do is suckle. Win-win.

Play-fighting. Again, waiting for Mum to return.

This sealion was sleeping in the shallow cave at the top of this sand hill, nestled in against cliffs. To exit: slide down, down, down. Much easier than climbing up must be. Then it’s off to sea again.  

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