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Oceania » Australia » Queensland » Heron Island May 16th 2012

Today we were leaving our little bit of paradise on Heron Island, so we packed up our suitcases and went to the restaurant to enjoy our last buffet breakfast. After breakfast we checked out and headed to the pool deck where Will used the time productively to sort out the hundreds of photos that we had taken in the last few days and Jo spent a few hours soaking up the sun and watching the crabs fighting on the rocks along the shoreline. Before we knew it it was lunch time but neither of us were really hungry after all the food in the last couple of days and so made a poor effort at the buffet. After lunch we made our way over to the jetty to catch the ferry back to the mainland. As ... read more
Will and the clever Mangrove Tree
Goodbye Heron Island
Jo not looking forward to the sea crossing

Oceania » Australia » Queensland » Heron Island May 14th 2012

We woke up early to walk down to the beach and watch sun rise. We walked along north beach and found a few people camping under the stars on the beach. We settled down to watch the sunrise on the beach and the group who had been camping out on the beach called us over to a nest of green turtles hatching. The sand was alive with baby turtles as 50 or so baby turtles hatched out of their eggs and scrambled over the sand and into high tide. We had to be careful not to tread on them as there were so many and we were doing our best to protect them from the hungry birds on the journey into sea. But a few were picked off from the sea once the sea gulls realised ... read more
Turtle 1
Turtle 2
Turtles

Oceania » Australia » Queensland » Heron Island February 8th 2011

We were up on deck bouncing across the waves at a rate of knots – and the wind was 30 knots – on route to the paradise Heron Island; we had bagged a last minute deal at a fraction of the usual price and were pleased with ourselves. The spray was hitting us in the face, neck and chest and we were covered in lumps of Rock salt like Pretzels. Arnuad wasn’t enjoying that experience so we went inside. That was the wrong move to make. I took my eyes of the horizon, the waves were smashing against the windows and I turned green. I didn’t lose dignity alone- half the boat was chundering in to paper bags whilst competent crew dowsed our necks with frozen flannels and fed us ice cubes. All became well as ... read more
Noddy bird
Cabbage flower
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