At what point do you lie about your age
It has become apparent that after 35 years old something happens, I am not sure what though in theory I have made the transition. But suddenly you can no longer hang with those younger than you and your options become more limited, and after 40 you have to be aware that swimming and snorkeling may over exert you...... Holy chap.
Anyway it made me question if ever asked what age do I say but also what do you wide to having done without giving away your age, or is my grey hair already producing a lost battle. I love to think people just see the lovely dry straw blonde I apart to be going in places.
So after my Fraser Island tour I returned to my hostel at Rainbow Beach. Fraser of rainbow beach which is actually one and the same as dingos, so if you are going book don't be fooled, and this time there is a full house in my dorm.
Two German girls travelling together, one is either upset or ill or both, but they are both smiling and chatty and by the morning they don't seem to be travelling together anymore'
The other 3 appear to be speaking Dutch but I never would of picked them for being Dutch and they seem to be watching something on a PC that is playing running water and lots of splashing.
We are all off in different directions in the morning and after a brief check in with reality catching up on emails etc and Skype I realised I still don't have a plan and have missed breakfast, other than getting on a bus in about 3 hours.......hmmmm breakfast first.
Rainbow Beach isn't very big so a quick walk around the 50m stretch I discovered a post office that had no stamps, the local supermarket had caught on fire after the Fish chip shop next door had and then settled on a lovely coffee shop while I wondered about my next trip.
Before I knew it the man next to was telling me about his sons wedding under a bridge because it was raining, how he had just looked at a 40 ft catamaran and was off sailing on it tomorrow but it was unusually cheap and he plans to live on it rather than in the caravan park and do pirate tours and the story goes on......oops suddenly I now have about an hour and a half to sort my proverbial out!
I have generally been winging it booking a day or two before I get anywhere that seems to be harder and harder as it's getting busier and busier......
Much pressing of submit buttons and failing of the Internet connection leaves me little nearer and so I go into the info place and now have plan and some connections. It's going to be a whirlwind and I will be looking for a rest at the end but no doubt worth it.
I walk out of the info place pulling the paper out the printer as my greyhound bus arrives to go to Ages water.
A short hop up to Agnes Water about 6 hours on the greyhound and I am staying at a place called cool bananas and so far this is probably the first hostel that has felt like hostels use to be, people traveling rather than on some commercial bandwagon of skydiving and bungee jumping. Call me old fashioned!
But it also means you meet the traveller, so laid back they are horizontal and appearing unaware of anything other than their little oasis. Just goes to show doesn't matter who you are or where you are everyone created a bubble around them.
1770.......Captain Cook first landing
The only thing I thought about doing here was a bit of walking and going to the kangaroo Sanctuary.
Agnes Water and 1770 are miniscule, there's about 7km between them and 1770 extends out on a peninsula. I thought about running but the thought of running back persuaded me to hire a bike.
'Bryce' was the name of the bike, the shop owner apparently named them after his former staff members, which he has had a few of looking at the number of bikes.
Anyway I happily took Bryce whose gears didn't change and brakes let out an almighty squeak when gently tapped and went off to 1770.
Blink and I nearly cycled through it. It's not really a town or a village it seems more to be a collection of houses and a marina, which was more a pontoon. But I found a fab cafe with some up to date trashy magazines. I felt a little bad that I was potentially valuable time but also had that wonderful feeling of contentment with no rush to be anyway. I also identified that if I ever get a coffee machine the mugs cups glasses I would like to drink out of!
I pottered on a little further to his my kayak and paddle round the Bay where Capt Cook first landed though apparently he was only a Leutenant at the time!
While I was hitting my kayak another holiday maker was too. Anyway off he set while I sorted my ever growing Elly belly bag out. Seems I can't go anywhere without a while pile of shot these days! But this chap thought despite my 5 min later departure that he saw going to circle back round and join me..... nice to have company
But here in 1770 there was no rushing and after paddling through the mangroves and chatting to the fisherman discovering another deadly creature the stonefish.
Bryce to me to the beach, completely unspoilt no buildings no cafes just beach, there was a father and two sons one week was buried in the sand up to his neck suddenly deciding it wasn't so fun and his toddler brother desperately trying to help but his lack of coordination meant his was throwing the sand in his brothers face whilst trying to dig him out which only made the situation worse!!
I dropped squeaky Bryce back to the shop and head to the the kangaroo sanctuary, which was surrounded by pretty faced wallabies which look like small kangaroos to me!
I wasn't sure what to expect but the place has died up above 1770 with a fantastic view and is also a campsite. It is run by a rather eccentric couple as you would imagine because they do it for the love and it is funded by them the tours and the campsite.
They have been doing it for about 11years and they know a lot about kangaroos some of it I am not convinced is entirely true and the way the John kept referencing his documentarys that he watches I want 100% convinced and it was Denise who definitely saw the kangaroos as her children and did the feeding every 3-4 hours through the night as well of the younger ones that did the hard graft it seemed.
But here are some of the facts I took away,
1. Because of their large feet the surface area to weight means the Kangaroo has the last damaging footprint on the earth
2. They are nocturnal creatures and seem to enjoy sunbathing in the day
3. They eat grass and are their often thought of as vermin by farmers for the cattle grazing
4. The female can turn on and off their pregnancy
5. Kangaroos when born are like a pink grub with arms (just 4 days earlier one of the roos gave birth) the mother curls is tail under and up to its pouch locks a trail of saliva along it and then grub with arms pops out and in about 2mins slithers its way up into the pouch and then doesn't pop its head out for about 8 months.
6. The mother has to nipples that produce two different types of milk depending on how old the roo is.
7. The roos don't leave leave the pouch until they are about year old.
8. Roos don't have any natural predators
It's amazing to see the dedication of these two people to the kangaroos they have had baby roos come in that are as small so 100 grams
9. Kangaroo poo glows in the dark
10. Kangaroos don't sweat so don't smell of anything really and are soft and fluffy
After feeding the kangaroos probably about 10 sweet potatoes we were treated to seeing where the smaller roos were kept. They had cleverly made some duvet pouches and liners for them and from what I could work out they basically stay in there except to eat for about 8 months.
I headed back to the hostel fleet my bag off and thought I would head for wander to some of the view points and catch the sunrise. Map in hand I strolled towards the headland and in my way bumped into a lady called Julie who initially offered to show me the way/crashed me around with her.
Now, Julie grew up in Agnes Water but moved away for a while and has only been back for 18 days. She is Australian and talks twice as fast as me about her entire life from growing up here camping trekking the things she did as a child where she moved, her mum telling her to watch out for the snakes, and now about hashtags and instagram and photos and photoshop and her iPhone
'what phone have I got?'
The serene moment when a sunsets and generally no one says anything was not going to happen........
#instagram #sunset #queensland #tourism #julie
Anyway it made me question if ever asked what age do I say but also what do you wide to having done without giving away your age, or is my grey hair already producing a lost battle. I love to think people just see the lovely dry straw blonde I apart to be going in places.
So after my Fraser Island tour I returned to my hostel at Rainbow Beach. Fraser of rainbow beach which is actually one and the same as dingos, so if you are going book don't be fooled, and this time there is a full house in my dorm.
Two German girls travelling together, one is either upset or ill or both, but they are both smiling and chatty and by the morning they don't seem to be travelling together anymore'
The other 3 appear to be speaking Dutch but I never would of picked them for being Dutch and they seem to be watching something on a PC that is playing running water and lots of splashing.
We are all off in different directions in the morning and after a brief check in with reality catching up on emails etc and Skype I realised I still don't have a plan and have missed breakfast, other than getting on a bus in about 3 hours.......hmmmm breakfast first.
Rainbow Beach isn't very big so a quick walk around the 50m stretch I discovered a post office that had no stamps, the local supermarket had caught on fire after the Fish chip shop next door had and then settled on a lovely coffee shop while I wondered about my next trip.
Before I knew it the man next to was telling me about his sons wedding under a bridge because it was raining, how he had just looked at a 40 ft catamaran and was off sailing on it tomorrow but it was unusually cheap and he plans to live on it rather than in the caravan park and do pirate tours and the story goes on......oops suddenly I now have about an hour and a half to sort my proverbial out!
I have generally been winging it booking a day or two before I get anywhere that seems to be harder and harder as it's getting busier and busier......
Much pressing of submit buttons and failing of the Internet connection leaves me little nearer and so I go into the info place and now have plan and some connections. It's going to be a whirlwind and I will be looking for a rest at the end but no doubt worth it.
I walk out of the info place pulling the paper out the printer as my greyhound bus arrives to go to Ages water.
A short hop up to Agnes Water about 6 hours on the greyhound and I am staying at a place called cool bananas and so far this is probably the first hostel that has felt like hostels use to be, people traveling rather than on some commercial bandwagon of skydiving and bungee jumping. Call me old fashioned!
But it also means you meet the traveller, so laid back they are horizontal and appearing unaware of anything other than their little oasis. Just goes to show doesn't matter who you are or where you are everyone created a bubble around them.
1770.......Captain Cook first landing
The only thing I thought about doing here was a bit of walking and going to the kangaroo Sanctuary.
Agnes Water and 1770 are miniscule, there's about 7km between them and 1770 extends out on a peninsula. I thought about running but the thought of running back persuaded me to hire a bike.
'Bryce' was the name of the bike, the shop owner apparently named them after his former staff members, which he has had a few of looking at the number of bikes.
Anyway I happily took Bryce whose gears didn't change and brakes let out an almighty squeak when gently tapped and went off to 1770.
Blink and I nearly cycled through it. It's not really a town or a village it seems more to be a collection of houses and a marina, which was more a pontoon. But I found a fab cafe with some up to date trashy magazines. I felt a little bad that I was potentially valuable time but also had that wonderful feeling of contentment with no rush to be anyway. I also identified that if I ever get a coffee machine the mugs cups glasses I would like to drink out of!
I pottered on a little further to his my kayak and paddle round the Bay where Capt Cook first landed though apparently he was only a Leutenant at the time!
While I was hitting my kayak another holiday maker was too. Anyway off he set while I sorted my ever growing Elly belly bag out. Seems I can't go anywhere without a while pile of shot these days! But this chap thought despite my 5 min later departure that he saw going to circle back round and join me..... nice to have company
But here in 1770 there was no rushing and after paddling through the mangroves and chatting to the fisherman discovering another deadly creature the stonefish.
Bryce to me to the beach, completely unspoilt no buildings no cafes just beach, there was a father and two sons one week was buried in the sand up to his neck suddenly deciding it wasn't so fun and his toddler brother desperately trying to help but his lack of coordination meant his was throwing the sand in his brothers face whilst trying to dig him out which only made the situation worse!!
I dropped squeaky Bryce back to the shop and head to the the kangaroo sanctuary, which was surrounded by pretty faced wallabies which look like small kangaroos to me!
I wasn't sure what to expect but the place has died up above 1770 with a fantastic view and is also a campsite. It is run by a rather eccentric couple as you would imagine because they do it for the love and it is funded by them the tours and the campsite.
They have been doing it for about 11years and they know a lot about kangaroos some of it I am not convinced is entirely true and the way the John kept referencing his documentarys that he watches I want 100% convinced and it was Denise who definitely saw the kangaroos as her children and did the feeding every 3-4 hours through the night as well of the younger ones that did the hard graft it seemed.
But here are some of the facts I took away,
1. Because of their large feet the surface area to weight means the Kangaroo has the last damaging footprint on the earth
2. They are nocturnal creatures and seem to enjoy sunbathing in the day
3. They eat grass and are their often thought of as vermin by farmers for the cattle grazing
4. The female can turn on and off their pregnancy
5. Kangaroos when born are like a pink grub with arms (just 4 days earlier one of the roos gave birth) the mother curls is tail under and up to its pouch locks a trail of saliva along it and then grub with arms pops out and in about 2mins slithers its way up into the pouch and then doesn't pop its head out for about 8 months.
6. The mother has to nipples that produce two different types of milk depending on how old the roo is.
7. The roos don't leave leave the pouch until they are about year old.
8. Roos don't have any natural predators
It's amazing to see the dedication of these two people to the kangaroos they have had baby roos come in that are as small so 100 grams
9. Kangaroo poo glows in the dark
10. Kangaroos don't sweat so don't smell of anything really and are soft and fluffy
After feeding the kangaroos probably about 10 sweet potatoes we were treated to seeing where the smaller roos were kept. They had cleverly made some duvet pouches and liners for them and from what I could work out they basically stay in there except to eat for about 8 months.
I headed back to the hostel fleet my bag off and thought I would head for wander to some of the view points and catch the sunrise. Map in hand I strolled towards the headland and in my way bumped into a lady called Julie who initially offered to show me the way/crashed me around with her.
Now, Julie grew up in Agnes Water but moved away for a while and has only been back for 18 days. She is Australian and talks twice as fast as me about her entire life from growing up here camping trekking the things she did as a child where she moved, her mum telling her to watch out for the snakes, and now about hashtags and instagram and photos and photoshop and her iPhone
'what phone have I got?'
The serene moment when a sunsets and generally no one says anything was not going to happen........
#instagram #sunset #queensland #tourism #julie
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