Entranced at the Entrance

Portsmoth, Bath, Dartmoor. It seems back in England that David and Michelle are severely outravelling us. The South of England will be well and truly done by April. Our weekend travels are currently far less ambitious. today it was a one hour trip to the town where Lake Tuggerah goes into the sea. The town therefore has the unoriginally original title of The Entrance.



lovely spot for a picnic. Tina thinks we all look very pensive in this shot as we ate our ham and cheese filled pita breads. It looks more like Jessica and Alex are bored stiff but the view out to sea was very pleasant, the nearby rock pools were good to explore and Tina got disproportionately excited at the shells she saw.


The original thing about this (oh no another blooming beach shot) is that it is essentially the estuary at low tide. Like the bogey hole there were a myriad of reasons we were given for not being in here (collapsing sandbanks, variable depths, dangerous currents) but I think you'll agree that Jessica and Alex are not in a life threatening situation here. Unless the girl behind them had a big carving knife.


Lying in Estuaries and rock pools is not the U.S.P. of The Entrance. The main reason for people coming here, including us, is the Pelican feeding everyday at 3:30pm. We got a front row seat for this spectacle. The mad scramble for the fish they are given even involves chewing each others bills off if necessary it seems.



Here they are again in more patient mood, another fascinating Australian Wildlife encounter.