Our time on the Tablelands has drawn to a close, sadly.
It was a wet night, and we rejoiced at being warm and dry, and most of all, at not having a huge bundle of wet tent to take down, clean off, fold, roll and pack – and then air out at the other end. Coffee, showers, breakfast, and then stowing everything securely, taking down the pop-top, detaching all the lines, hooking her up to the car, and away we go. We’re learning to work together at the process, so it goes more quickly each time we have to do it. Rain all the way down (but it IS the Wet season, so to be expected), and because it’s mid-week, traffic not too heavy. We are in Townsville tonight.
The trip was remarkable only for being very, very wet, and one other thing. We saw a sea-eagle’s nest right beside the road, and were fortunately able to stop in time to take a photo without causing a pile-up. The nest is about a metre across, a dense but fairly informal construction, more of a platform, really. You can see more about the Australian White-Bellied Sea Eagle here. They’re big, impressive birds; sadly we weren’t quick enough to capture that with the camera too….
We’re waiting to hear from some friends about the possibility of getting together for a meal tonight. Keeping one eye on the skies, I might add, which are interestingly half blue and half black. And then tomorrow, it’s packing up again, and on the road for home.
This short break has gone fast, too fast. Something I rarely say about wet camping trips in a tent!