ast night I went 12 kilometres along a narrow side road, with a sealed strip of bitumen only wide enough for one vehicle, to find a Caravan Park at the mouth of the Kolan River.I found Miara Holiday Park a camp full of fanatical fishing folk. The campers seemed to be here for the fishing, there’s nothing else here. Every one had a big 4WD to tow THE BOAT.
This is what Matilda had to look at tonight
At 4-30pm, when I arrived it was a quiet sleepy camp, they gave me a site under a large shady tree. Unfortunately that tree had a mass of ripe berries and the birds were tucking into them with gusto and inevitable consequences. Matilda was right in the firing line….
So I moved to another tree with no berries…
About 5-30pm the clans started to stir and to gather, with chairs and booze they congregated in groups at various vans. Obviously a regular ritual of “Happy Hour”. I didn’t have a clan so instead, this time, I quietly read my book and watched and listened to the friendly banter.
Like most river and beach sites it had a cool breeze and that made for a comfortable nights sleep.
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At 6am this morning the camp became a hive of activity as boats were launched to check the crab pots before breakfast. The serious fishing comes later.
I wandered down to the boat ramp to watch the goings on. Great photo opportunities
If you are serious about fishing you need a serious 4WD to pull the boat or carry the tinnie…
Launching the boat
Another tinnie hits the water
Racing to get to the crab pots
Some people do not have a boat but that doesn’t stop them.
Early morning fisherman maybe he will have fish for breakfast…
Now it is time to wait and contemplate and dream of the big one
A lonely seagull waits for the return of the boats
The seagull is such a lovely soft colour, but what a raucus squawk it has..
But wait there’s not just one bird, every post has a bird perched on it
All clustering together
The Kolan River
Yesterday afternoon when I arrived in camp the tide was out and I didn’t think I would bother with taking any photos. What a difference a few hours make. complete transformation once the tide was in.
I will only be going about 100 kilometres today as I plan to have a look around Bundaberg then stay at the Lighthouse camp ground at Burnett Heads.(If you click on this link you will find an earlier post I did about Bundaberg when we stayed here in 2010)
Then tonight I will be hoping to see the endangered loggerhead turtles as they heave themselves up the beach to dig a nest and lay their eggs. This is the season they come ashore but, being wild creatures there is no guarantee that they will turn up
To see this amazing sight has been on my “bucket list” since I moved to Australia…
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