Yes, still here but we will manage to tear ourselves away tomorrow. The weather had cleared when we rose this morning and so it was an outdoor breakfast once more in view of the gambolling rabbits and noisy lorikeets, the magpies and the noisy miners.
Our decision to stay a further day was made only during breakfast. I went across the road to the other part of the camp, to the office where Tony, the boss, was pleased to take another day’s tariff. Unfortunately he failed to check his site plans because if he had, he would have seen that this site was pre-booked for another party for the weekend. When those campers arrived, they were surprised to see us here on their spot, the one they always have when they come up. We have not budged and they are set up next to us ready to move across when we depart tomorrow.
Chris spent the morning doing tinkering with his tools; installing the magnet catches on the cupboards, moving the 12 volt plug for the computer, cleaning the upholstery in the landcruiser, servicing the radiator and pumping up all the tyres ( all eight of them), among other busy-ness. I spent my time watching him work and reading yesterday’s newspaper cover to cover.
After lunch we drove to the beginning of the walk around Green Point here in Belmont, and set off for a seven kilometres return walk up the lake side through the bush. It was both pretty and a good work out. The birds were wonderful as so often here in Australia, especially the Bell Miners who filled a scrubby gully with their shrill bells so much more like a town full of church bells than the humble New Zealand bellbird manages. A flock of lorikeets were in competition and so we were totally captured by the scene. Just beyond I caught sight of a fox which darted away up a leafy gully; it gave me quite a surprise and there is no doubt as to what it was. Lizards, both large and small, shared the pathway, as did about four runners, running in the early afternoon heat, sillier than us.
We returned via Coles where we shopped up for the few days ahead, not knowing exactly where we will be.
As I type this, the news of the tsunami in Japan, yet to hit the Philippines, Taiwan, Alaska, Hawaii and others beyond, has taken over the airtime. What a horror. I imagine we are much too far south in the Pacific for the waves to even lap higher on the shore. After all, we sit on a low spit just in from the Pacific Coast. Up until a few days ago, Libya and the unrest there dominated the news, and then it has been the State elections just fifteen days away. Somehow the up and coming election now seems very insignificant.
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