It's lovely the people you meet when travelling. Our neighbor "Ollie (a gold prospector) was having trouble with his solar panel. Paul was quick to offer assistance. Not long after, his coaster bus wouldn't start, so through the process of elimination and a bit of re-wiring, Paul had everything up and running again.

Ollie showed us a nugget he dug up, over 6oz in weight (pictured). It was beautiful to hold. He gave Angelina some rocks with specks of gold in them. Angie collects rocks, so she couldn't believe her eyes. The night before Ollie left, he visited our camp and presented me with a small nugget to say "thank you". OMG! Paul does all the hard work and I get the reward! What a lovely man (Ollie that is...)

 

We've spent time with our other neighbors Robert and Maureen Skeet (Robert pictured on the right holding legless lizard) . There was exchanging of fishing techniques, secret spots and stories of times gone by around the camp fire. They are a lovely couple - like second grand parents to the girls.

 

We hiked 6km to the highest hill just so Angie could phone her best friend Lilly. Here  is the view from the top of the hill. Luckily we had reception (Paul's phone not mine).When we do get phone reception, it's usually around midnight so it was nice for the 2 girls to chat.  

 

 

 

 

I caught this Yellow Fin Bream from in front of our camp. Lovely to eat but I let this one go.

 

 

 

 

 

The girls painting shells and Sea Potatoes

 

It was amazing.... We were sitting under our awing and there I saw in the distance, 2 emus walking down to the water. Then they had a swim and a drink!! The emus got out of the water and walked straight up to the back of our van, then back into the bush. So incredible to witness two wild birds do that.

 



 

 

 

We are constantly in touch with nature. Rosie found a pretty gecko hidden in an old pipe and this moth perched on her camp chair. Note the eggs laid on Rosie's index finger.

 

 

No excuse. Must still exercise.

 

 

Paul's pride and joy.

 

 



 

An exert from my diary Friday 12th July - Last day in Tamala...

 

"We're slowly packing. The girls ;have played all day. We sat on our "love seat" and enjoyed a light ale. Later, Paul went out in "little boat" for a fish. The girls were playing on the rocky headlands making bridges and homes for their little toys. I had the music turned up singing my old favourites. It doesn't get better than that.... Paul's happy, the girls are happy and so am I. I watch Rosie singing and dancing around in circles on the beach. I haven't yet heard the sentence - "Mum I'm bored" and Angie is Rosie's little shadow. They play so well together.

 

Last day in Tamala... Such a wonderful beginning to our journey...

 

Last fire on the beach.... http://youtu.be/99Z9QkKNb54