Sunny and hot.
Clive’s job for the day to try and work out what’s wrong with the
winch. I’m sitting writing this, and
other than that, a little housework in the drawers at the back of the truck and
reading, will go for a walk around the bay when the tide goes down a bit more. Some interesting shells when I did a short
walk last night before it got dark. This
is fairly easy to take.
We went for that long walk exploring ‘our beach’ – about 5 km
return.
A fantastic beach – rocky,
shelly and smooth sand sections.
Found
ourselves looking for and collecting shells – there were some great ones
including clam shells.
The water was
warm and we were wading in and out of the shallows as the waves came in.
I looked around at one stage, and less than a
metre from the shore I saw something.
Immediately called ‘dolphin!’ to Clive.
He looked around and called, ‘no, SHARK!;.
Indeed it was – the closest I’ve been to a
shark, and I nearly walked into it.
It
was a couple of metres long.
By the time
I lifted the camera, he was under the wave, and didn’t re-appear.
That excitement over, when we got back to our camp I donned
the bathers and went for a swim near the rocks, (with Clive on shark watch).
Apart from thoughts of sharks, it was just
delightful.
Rack of lamb, coleslaw with mango and chilli dressing and
grilled broccolini topped off a perfect day.
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| Finding shells, False Entrance |
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| View of False Entrance |
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| In for a swim in the shallows.... even so, this is the depth that shark was at! |
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| Afternoon view from the cliff top, False Entrance |
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| Another view from the headland. A fantastic spot. |
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| These fellas very shy when you approached. Not sure what sort of crabs they are. |
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| Near sunset |
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