We don’t usually frequent the “little” beach near home in the afternoon. As Queenie gets distracted when there are families and other dogs in the vicinity. By distracted I mean she doesn’t listen to a thing I say. Our beach walks, usually all off leash and are done in the quiet of the early morning and on more deserted beaches.
The recent high tides have scoured the northern end of the beach uncovering this much loved rock pool. When my husband was a boyhe and his brother spent hours playing here as did our kids. Hopefully the pools will still be here when the grandchildren arrive next month.
Ringlands Rainforest Track – Narooma 25 October 2020
Forest bathing or “Shinrin Yoku” is all about being in the presence of trees and incorporating gentle mindfulness exercises. I find forest bathing lowers my heart rate and blood pressure, reduces my stress levels as well as adding some good chi to my immune system.
The Ringland Bay rainforest track is an excellent short walk to get your senses back in tune with nature. The walk follows the shore of the Wagonga Inlet, it is not a loop walk so can be started at either the Shell Point or Flying Fox Bay end. The rainforest is located at the Flying Fox Bay end. This is also a dog-friendly walk.
These masked lapwings nest in the yard next door every year. Hopefully, their second attempt at parenthood this spring will have a better outcome. The earlier brood fell victim to the neighbor’s cat. Mr. takes parenting seriously starting work on the new family the day after the massacre.
I spent a couple of mornings earlier this month watching the moon set over the water, from the comfort of my bed. I finally crawled out from under the doona and captured this photo. The next full moon is September 2nd and the days are getting warmer, so no excuses.
Deja vu or Vuja de? Yesterday I visited our local vetinerary practice to collect some supplies. Three masked and gowned vets were consulting owners in the driveway of the practice. Only the animals were allowed to go inside. Is this going to be the new normal?
After a mind numbingly busy year that finished with managing 7 seven major events in four weeks, my long awaited holiday has finally began with a stay at my brother in laws’ shack near Narooma. I woke before dawn eager to get the day started. Sleeping in, sitting still and being idle is great, but I have to ease myself into it.
Today started with my favourite walk, from the shack to Brices Wharf via the Scenic Drive, about 3 kilometres one way, Paul left early to fish at the warf and I arrived intime for a lift home for breakfast. The light rain overnight left the bush smelling fragrant, its a shame that we aren’t able to record smells to share online. After breakfast we drove to Horse Island on the Tuross River for an a paddle.
I love to follow this little creek into the hidden inner lake, it’s s so narrow and shallow, its great that power boats aren’t able to navigate their way in.
I had been intrigued by this sign on previous paddles, wondering about who had naked it in the treee and what it once said. I had assumed that the message had long gone. It was only when I enlarged the photo I realised that it was an epitaph to a cherished mate. There is definitely a story waiting to be told.
The birding on this section of the Tuross is alway good I managed to tick 24 species.