Over the next hour, it was low tide so though biting I was feeding them more than catching. As the tide turned I started getting some good hits but all quite small I then. Had a bit of Lunch, I had brought sandwiches and a pie with me, just so that I wouldn’t starve. I then noticed Tony, the wave rider owner, he called across (I had been chatting to him the day before when looking through the town for fish chartering), He was going out in a Kayak with a rod, he said he was after salmon and as he had no customers this afternoon had decided to take and one of his young assistants and himself out in a Kayak for an afternoons fishing.
I just happened to look down, I noticed that my legs had gone very red, I pulled up my short legs (I mean the legs of my shorts you fools) and yep, I had a bit of sunburn. I thought I had better get a move on and catch a couple more as I had no long legged trousers with me (having only 1pair for the duration). I got another nice 8 striped and yellow fin in quick succession, that would do me.
I was just packing my gear together when Tony entered through the breakwater, he held up a couple of nice salmon, saying seen any of these. He asked if I could take a couple of photos of him in the kayak for advertising board that he was getting made up. I of course obliged and said I will send them to you on Monday as I was out on an all day tour the next day (Sunday).
I got the tackle back to the TI and me back to the YHA to get the fish gutted, cleaned and scaled.
Now I am not going to tell you how to do a stir fry, I have told you before and if your retention is of a gnat then sorry you will just have to check up in one of those fancy Asian cookbooks that line your shelves and that you never use. Here it is enough to say wok very hot, oil very hot, and keep it moving and soy sauce in at the very last minute.
It was a very enjoyable evening meal, I then went for a walk to see the ferry come in and have a walk along the beach. It was then time to do a bit of blog writing and getting up to date with the news, (sport to see how the Toon are doing)
I suppose that is why it is called the Island Highlights Tour. A lot of people actually just come s to do the tour. So they leave Adelaide at 05:00 to catch the 07:00 ferry, get across at 07:45 are met at the terminal by the tour coach are whisked around the Island on a get on-get off tour and then arrive back in Penneshaw with enough time to have bite to eat and then catch the ferry back to Cape Jervis and then on to Adelaide, that is what I call stress, pure stress.
Watched the ferry come in, loaded up the day trip punters and so it was off on the Charabanc trip.
We did pass a few dead Roos and other dead beasts along the road.
The Sea Lion Colony is one of only two on the Island, this being the largest and most accessible is the one that the tour uses. It is a very slick organised operation. The colony is only accessible through this official government run organisation and you are guided through out by very good wardens.
The first thing that grabs you as you leave the operations centre is a sign telling you danger snakes have been spotted in the shrubs and dunes that morning, I did notice a few worried looks.
You are taken through the shrub along gravel tracks and wooden board walks, until you reach the high dunes that make up the foreshore and from this vantage point you can see the length of the beach, here the warden explains a bit about the life of the Sea Lion, why it went into decline and what is being done to help it recuperate.
The colony consisted of Sea Lions in all stages of growth, from small pups being weaned to large Bulls showing off their strength.
You are within visibility of the group in front of you as they head for the steps leading off the beach.
You are well regimented as after your allotted slot, you are then herded towards a different set of wooden steps (the other ones being used to bring another load of inspectionists down onto the beach) but enough time to get a few more shots of fighting bulls and young pups.
If you can imagine 1 coach load of punters arrives, is collected together in the Sea Lion Centre and is given the spiel about wild animals, danger, does and don’ts. Then the it begins, one mob leaving centre, another mob moving down to beach, one mob at the start point, one mob in middle of the beach, one mob leaving beach, what a life those wardens have.
On Leaving the beach you go once again through the shrub landscape, I saw no Tiger snakes, nor Tigers for that matter, but I did get a shot or two of a Grey Heron.
s and don' punters arrives, is collected together in the Sea Lion Centre and is given the spiel about wil We got ushered back onto the coaches and off we jolly well went with the driver reminding use of the tight schedule and that we must keep to it. The next stop was Lunch we stopped at a pleasant little restaurant in the middle of (well everywhere is) Gum, Wattle and Eucalyptus trees of some form or another.
The meal consisted of roasted deboned chicken leg and a grilled sausage a strange combination I thought but tasty enough. The accompaniments were many and varied, salads a plenty, fresh bread (a funny two toned mix) and sauces. I drank a sparkling Shiraz to go with this (it was very warm out). There was a honey desert for Ron, I passed on this and went to explore the surrounding area (you have to keep an eye on the time because I am sure “Bruce” would leave you behind.
Next stop was Koala walk.
First a little bit about these little cutties, THEY DO NOT BELONG HERE! That surprised you didn’t it? Kangaroo Island, if you remember, was cut off by the rising waters after the last ice age and Koala’s had not reached down this far and after that being not good swimmers and the Sealink not being in service yet couldn’t get across Backstairs Passage. Here once again it was man that came to the aid of stupidity. Back in the 1920s, some thoughtful load of boffins thought as Kangaroo Island didn’t have any then they should have some, there thinking was to protect them for the future on an Island that didn’t have any and never had any, good thinking Cobber. They released only 18 animals, at the highlight of their careers there were many, many thousands. Suddenly whole tracts of the native blue gums started to die, they found that the Koalas were doing a better job at defoliation than Agent Orange. What to do? Cull said the landowners (money from fur and they could then chop down the trees, put sheep on it), castrate said the scientists, ouch said the Koalas. Relocation said the koala foundation. They started a program of sterilisation, but from the outset this was underfunded and the cost of catching, sterilisation was quite phenomenal, they ran out of money. So what Noo Broon Coo? The debate continues; let’s hope it is brought to a successful conclusion soon, for the sake of the Koalas, the Blue Gums and the Islands Ecosystem.
Right Robert (I have remembered his real name) said time to get into the coach and head for the Flinders-Chase national Park. This is massive; you could go in for a hike and never, ever come out.
We eventually arrived at the next stop, Remarkable Rocks, these a are Geological phenomenon, I will not go into the whole whys and wherefores, but enough to say a good few Million years ago a volcanic action caused molten granite to be injected into a layer deep underground (thousands of meters) during the next few million years the rocks were forced up in a bubble by underlying pressure. The softer layer above was weathered away by wind. This laid the granite below free and the elements done the rest.
Oops Robert is waiting time for a few last shots and then off we go, to the light house at Cape du Couedic.
Here Robert steered the coach to Bus Park, with a word, that we are on a tight schedule and we have to get to the Flinders Chase Visitors Centre before it closed. That being our last stop on the tour and then we had to get a couple of people to the airport and the rest with the exception of me back to the ferry.
Much to Roberts delight we had to wait for a couple of stragglers, he was able to say you know we are on a very tight schedule and have to be at the Visitors Centre, the Airport and the Ferry in time.
I know I didn’t have to go on the tour, but it was the only one on offer at a reasonable price and done from the Ferry terminal, but I do hate this type of thing. Click, click tourism at its very worst.