Sunday, October 9, 2011

Diamond Beach walk

I've been at work for the last three days - 10 counselling appointments over Thursday and Friday, then yesterday I wrote up lots of case notes and seven psych reports to GP's. So we decided today was a relax day and David was keen for a walk on the beach. I hadn't quite bargained for walking the entire length of Diamond Beach to Saltwater National Park and back before lunch - about 7 or 8 kilometres.  But David had energy so that's what we did! I no complain.  My glutes are complaining, not me. Let me share the walk with you.  Here's the start, very close to where we will be living at Diamond Beach.



 The colours of the beach pebbles in this area will be used in our house colour scheme somehow.



I didn't know magpies foraged on the beach, but they do!



There were two pods of dolphins just off the beach, lazily heading north at walking pace. We paced them for a good couple of kilometres.



Soft rock cliffs in beautiful colours.  There were warrigal greens growing in a soak at the base.



Sand cliffs where the big seas of last winter must have been at work.



At the northern end of Diamond Beach is Saltwater National Park, on the other side of Khappinghat Creek.  We had previously done a walk to Khappinghat Creek, coming in off Old Soldier's Road. http://rovrallover.blogspot.com/2010/11/khappinghat-nature-reserve.html This shot (below) shows the tide marks dried on the strand between the beach and the creek.



 And this is Khappinghat Creek where it pours out to sea, with its tannins colouring the surf and frothing up the waves.



Saltwater National Park on the other side of the creek.  There is a road into this area. A sea eagle snatched something as we watched and retired to one of those trees to have its lunch.



It was low tide, these rocks must usually be under water - all green with fish nibblies



The beauty of little beach rocks just delights me.





The birdlife of this area is a treat.  This is a Brahminy Kite.  It was fishing, and caught something right in front of us, fearless.



Why would you go to Barbados, or Cannes, or Hawaii?

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