[m i a o w] the cat

My relative quiet on the weekend was due to my absence. M and I drove to Elliot Heads, about 20km out of Bundaberg, and camped a couple of nights. It was very last minute, as you will see from our van packing:

But once we’d unpacked and sorted it all out, our campsite was admirable. The caravan park is fantastic, and there weren’t many people there, so we had our pick of spots. When we turned up, hot and tired from two hours in the van, the manager said take your pick of sites, and don’t worry about paying now, go and have a swim and we’ll sort it out tomorrow - lovely. The first thing I did on Sunday morning was sneak out of bed, wander the one minute walk to the beach, and jump in.

This is me, cruising in Oomoo near the mouth of the Elliot River.

We navigated for about 5km downstream, and saw multitudes of soldier crabs, long legged water birds and the occastional stinray the size of a doormat.