As we pull away from all our new friends in Rocking-Ham with crystal clear vision we think, will we miss them, ha ha ha ho, no way........ Off to Bunbury but whilst en-route I get an urge and we take a detour to Serpentine National Park, where the water falls are at an angle of 45 degrees. Now the problem of being back in civilisation is that you have to share whatever with whoever and so even though we are early at the falls, others have beaten us to it and no way are we going to get a photo without the so called civilised also being in it. There is also no way, when the Blue Fairy Wren hunter is standing quietly in a spot where they are known to frequent, that the so called civilised are not going to be walking past, talking loudly, dragging eski's on wheels, shouting at the little civilised who are running all over the place banging sticks on the undergrowth and totally ignoring the Blue Fairy Wren Hunter who's blood is beginning to boil and it's not because of the heat........ Let's walk away, somewhere quiet I say, whilst prising her fingers away from little Bruce's neck...... and we find ourselves in a little rest area away from everyone looking up into the trees. After 5 minutes, I'm bored and look down at my feet to find a Blue Tongue Skink lying in the shadows of a bench seat looking up at me, thinking, 'oh how observant you are, you Pink Tongue Stinker'. Psst I say with a nod and a wink to BFW hunter and say, there's something here with smaller legs than you, ouch! How about a BTS instead....... It's the first time we have ever seen one outside of captivity so start clicking away trying to catch his blue tongue when it comes out. He is playing with us, I alone took over 70 photos which resulted in 4 tongue shots whilst BFW hunter managed 3 and so we watch as he skilfully climbs a rock, looks around, judges where he wants to go, makes sure it safe and clear and then falls 18ins head over tail off it............ Onward and upward we go and whilst we see the elusive BFW amongst trees and shrubs, we are denied the opportunity of taking decent photos. We get back to the car park and it is chocker, this causes me some concern so I say lets go for coffee, I need to make plans etc. We go to Serpentine itself, what's happened, has our van become a time machine, we are back in the basic 70's again, we take a look inside both so called 'Dining establishments' and walk out. Off to Mandurah where we park up near the beach, I grab a table with shade over looking the beach with a gentle warm sea breeze simply tickling my warm bits, whilst someone else is preparing Tea and Sandwiches. Then having glared at anyone who remotely even looked my way never mind thought about sitting down, just as the van door opens and two mugs of tea exit it, a nun and three children ask if they can sit down and use the table so as the children can eat their McDonalds meal......... As the scream subsides inside my head I hear myself saying "Of course" and so we share our Lunch time with little shy Joshua and our nun from Somalia......... After lunch I make the phone call necessary which I hope will allay my concerns but I am told, "Sorry, we have No Vacancies" just what I thought, all these civilised people are on their summer vacation, I phone more camp sites, all of whom say the same. Finally we find one 5.5kms outside of Bunbury that can accommodate us. This is the first time this holiday we have experienced this and so I contact every camp site in our next port of call, Busselton and no one can put us up this weekend. We get to our camp site and the receptionist explains it will be like this until February, so we now reverse our intended route and are now going the way we expected to be coming.......
I find a country campsite that has vacancies so no problem up to the weekend, what a difference from just being able to walk in and choose your own site, not sure civilisation is so good now........
I find a country campsite that has vacancies so no problem up to the weekend, what a difference from just being able to walk in and choose your own site, not sure civilisation is so good now........
Serpentine falls, with people. National Geographic never have this problem....
Blue Toungue Little Legs
Why I'm called what I am.......
A Stinker!
