Thursday, 17 December 2009

quokka soccer

nothing beats a race for a 8 am ferry to rotto! I love aussie ferries though- unlike the old british ones, they actually wait for people! so we made it onto our litle bikes and it was after quick rotto bakery stop that i remembered... i hate riding bikes. Oh well, had to put it up with it for the next 5 hours. we disocvered some awesome swiming spots that had bugger all peope around them (benefits fo heaidng over before the official school holibags). the beches are amazing with crystal blue water, but the island itself is hot hot hot with bush scrub stuff-- but as its an island it means when you get hot riding around you just jump into the water.

after the stonking big ride we chowed down on red rooster (god bless the return of cheesey nuggets) and then headed over to the quokka arms- which it turns out has had a massive refurb and looks all fancy pants. All in all the island hasn't changed much which is nice and it is still a gorgeous place to go. Wish we had done what we saw at one of the beaches though: boat pulls up and a group of about 20 guys swim up to the beach with eskys, cricket bats etc and a quick game on the beach. Not that I am the biggest cricket fane, but how bloody good is a boat ride and swim into the island!

Animal checklist so far:
Quokkas- and lost of them. i completely forgot just how tame these little things are. I watched a 3 year old girl bear hugging one and when it tried to make a break away she pulled it back- it just went back to the cuddle, no bite, nothing.

Big King Lizard- biggest lizard on rotto probably about a foot or a bit more big. And yes, it scared the crap out of me when it ran past, i've been away from home too long and seem to be jumping with the site of every animal

Pelicans- what can you say about these, they are what they are

Stacks of fish- no idea what sorts but we sore heaps of ones from whiting size to about 2 fooot big ones when we went snorkling. One of those things when i am so amazed by what i see but at the same time scare the crap out of myself thinking the bog ones will try and eat me.

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