Mummy, Please can I.....

When I was a little boy, my Mother would always say to me " Stephen, lift your head up" as I constantly looked for a discarded sixpence in the road as she wouldn't give me any pocket money......... Today, I am now officially asking my Mummy for permission to look down and see where I'm stepping.........
As my eyes open I wiggle my toes and lo and behold, 1. I can feel them. 2. It does not hurt (as much). I'm up and we are soon off to Nornalup National Park to see the Breaking waves of the Southern Ocean, whilst also keeping a look out for any sea going mammals, from Conspicuous Cliff. What can I say, totally underwhelming, the only good point was talking to the two council workmen preserving the boardwalk. Next stop Peaceful Bay, whilst it should be peaceful due to being unattractive it was heaving with boats, fishermen, kids from the campsite and two female sand robbers....... They had driven down and were keeping tabs on me as I wandered about looking around, according to my other set of safety eyes and then when they were satisfied I was no threat, they got out their sack and spade, walked over to the soft sand next to us and started to fill the sack up, I could not resist the opportunity to make a fuss over the photo I was taking of them.........
Okay the day will improve, especially as we are heading towards circular pool, described as an oasis on the Frankland river, whilst en-route one of the cars in front of us must have just driven over a Tiger snake as by the time we had turned around, walked back up to it, it was no longer moving just simply another piece of road kill, damn we thought. Circular pool we try to be positive, but the Frankland river is now just a trickle and the pool has a distinct green tinge, so off to a lookout, lunch and a up lifting cup of tea........
And now for the piece de resistance I say, the Giant Tingle Tree, I try and make it sound as exciting as possible to her suffering from wren withdrawal symptoms, but there is only so much even I can BS about a tree with a hole in it........ We arrive and follow the path, reading the signs along the way, I'm in front and read about the red winged fairy wren flitting across the very path we are on, We turn around and both go look, there 6 ft in front of us is a 4ft Brown Snake sunbathing but what with the movement of us going for our cameras, it slips silently into the scrub....... The tingle tree, the giant one that is, is actually more impressive than we first thought, it's been through at least two bush fires, which is what has hollowed out its insides, is 400 yrs old and can apparently fit 100 people inside its girth at the bottom. So that's it, the excitement is over, back to the van, during which time I am not looking at the ground but in the trees for a red winged fairy wren when my safety eyes for the third time this holiday, shrieks, "Looooooooook" I turn around and down alongside my right foot, within striking distance is a five and half foot Brown Snake........ He is not phased by our presence, sticks his tongue out and looks around at us as we move away whilst holding cameras up to our eyes...... She moves towards what appears to her to be the smallest bit of prey until her tongue picks up on my male pheromones, another pair of underpants ruined, she slithers towards me and I get some good shots from directly above her, until I fainted...... Apparently she slid silently into the scrub, thinking why waste my venom, he would have been a pain in the arse anyway..........