We took a day trip on the water taxi to Stradbroke, armed with only an iPhone as camera. Back to playing with haiku with these three photographs.
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Bluebottle poses
(with tassels tucked underneath)
as a small pillow.
Scattered randomly,
beach obstacles in the sand,
– driftwood as sculpture.
Skipping over waves,
a kite surfer grabs cross-winds
for the love of speed.
We’re off tomorrow on a road trip, just me, my American travelling companion (henceforth to be referred to as TC) driving a 9 year old Holden Viva called Veronica.
For the next week and a half, I hope to bring you regular briefings on our notes and observations. The route will remain a close-kept secret to all but the driver to avoid accusations of getting us lost.
In the meantime, we broke TC in to some Australian cultural experiences with a couple of nights on Stradbroke Island. A State of Origin football match at the Bowls Club was a curiosity, but not nearly as big a hit as the natural wonders of the island. Here are a few highlights.
Early morning Ibis – Adder Rock beach
Eastern Osprey – Adder Rock
Kangaroo and dunes south of Main Beach
Sooty Oyster-Catchers – Main Beach
Myora Springs at low tide. No place demonstrates the value and beauty of mangroves as this one.
Guests cannot come here for any length of time and miss a trip across to Stradbroke Island. On Wednesday we took the vehicle ferry over the bay. The weather held right up until we were lining up for the return trip.
Our guest’s highlight? Finding an ice-cream truck on Flinders Beach!
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There was a healthy breeze picking up as the mid-morning car ferry left Cleveland on Saturday. We were on the best kind of day trip, one that’s combined with a catch up with friends.
The gannets and pelicans were fishing on Flinders Beach. We were blown away by the wind on the North Gorge Walk then finally our patience was rewarded as we saw whales amid the choppy ocean, fin slapping as they headed south.
Then it was a picnic lunch at Cylinder Beach, some dolphins close in the waves, non-stop talking and laughing.
The last beach run in the vehicle became a race against the incoming tide.
A stop at Brown Lake before ice-creams and a small tipple on the ferry home. It was a good day. A very good day.
North Stradbroke Island is so close to where we now live, it’s a shame that our trip this past weekend is only the second time we’ve crossed the bay since we moved here.
It’s a magical place to find some space to clear your head and soul.
There is no bridge to the island. That is a good thing. It means you need to make an effort for the journey and book a space on the ferry. So when an invitation arises from friends to spend time with them at their beach camp site, there is no other answer but yes.
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The site on Flinders Beach was nestled in behind the dunes where we communed with local wildlife including curlews, goannas, magpies and willy wagtails. Closer to the beach, it was the territory of gulls, terns, pelicans, oyster-catchers and sea-hawks.
On Sunday afternoon, we took the North Gorge walk near Point Lookout where we had stunning coastline views and watched turtles and manta rays swimming below. During the season, this is a top spot for whale watching. Any season, it’s a top spot for gelato after the walk.
It rained through our second night. Nothing sends you to sleep better than that sound.
If all of the above wasn’t enough, fishing, freshly-caught fish dinners, scrabble, walks on the beach, drives up the beach, crosswords, books, wine and good companions were in the very enjoyable mix.
Friends who don’t live locally beware. When you come to visit us, a trip to the island is at the top of the list.
Here are three Bush Stone-Curlews we met on Stradbroke Island. Also known as the Bush Thick-Knee, they are remarkable for being able to stand, sit and kneel. Here are a few individual and family portraits. The fourth photo in this series shows one of the curlews demonstrating the reverse kneel.
if you are awake
if you are awake and out of bed early enough
you may catch a promise
as the light and warmth expands
to meet this morning
there’s nothing certain in its onset
still
this new day shines for you
to bathe in its light
to use as you might
Lynn Buckler Walsh
