Last night, so close to the river that I kept hoping, continuously glancing out of the window but not a Platypus to be seen, we did have Kangaroos bounding through the site so I suppose that was better than nothing.
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| Definitely a male! |
There was no shelter where we camped, well we were right on the riverbank and not a thought in our heads that anything could go wrong. Not having any TV, what the weather was doing never crossed our minds. Maybe we should have looked because around midnightish and we thought a train was about to flatten the motorhome. The noise...wow... both of us shot up looked at each other and wondered what was happening. It was rain, torrential but not the rhythmic drumming one gets on the narrowboat cabin top but more like the roar of a waterfall in flood conditions. We did start to worry that the river would rise but then told ourselves, don't be stupid, it takes days for that to happen. And what if we get bogged down? Worry, worry, should we move? Those Geese also became agitated because the honking started and continued for what seemed like ages. Eventually, we drifted off and of course, nothing untoward had happened, no river rise and when we looked out first thing we were not up to the chassis in mud as we had so feared!
It has been really cold, around 9 degrees, hardly summer weather! A good brisk walk was on the cards and we headed for Leven Canon via Preston Falls, a 5 minute short downhill walk to view a mere trickle!
At the Canyon though, well, my goodness, a brisk walk??? Only 1.7k circuit and two lookouts over the canyon, easy thought I until we started descending some very steep tracks (oh the knees) and then to ascend it was up 697 steps....yes 697!!! in a continuous uphill climb with the odd seat break in between. Not sure it helped when etched into the seats were the number of steps still to do and how many more steps to the next seat! I may have groaned at the thought, and had to stop many a time on the way up but I would never have made that descent....the knees would not have allowed it!
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| That white blob is Ian...still climbing |
We decided on a proper site tonight. Washing and the necessity of having showers but also because at Burnie we could get the chance to view the little blue penguins. Run by volunteers the best time to see them was dusk. Not a penny had to be paid, the volunteers were there every evening to monitor the arrival and also see how many were in their moult. To them educating the public about the Penguins and how to keep them safe was all the payment needed.
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| During the moult. The red light was what the volunteer guides shone at them |
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| Before the moult had started |
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| Ian's foot at the bottom of the photo. This shows how close the Penguins got. |
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