Robinson Crusoe 2…

Being Crusoe occasionally has a lot to recommend it. Far from the madding crowd, alone with one’s thoughts, being a small cog in a great big beautiful world of wonder and all at my very doorstep – 20 minutes away by boat! In 20 minutes I’m  in a national park within a world heritage area. It doesn’t get any more fortunate or any better!

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Heading out … and hoping we leave the heavy cloud far behind.

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Looking along a sunbeam bridge to the Freycinet Peninsula…

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The candlestick at Boy in the Boat (have no idea how that name came about) on the southern tip of Maria Island…

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Boy in the Boat (??)…

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A friend (Pacific Gull) visiting at Robies Beach…

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Seventh heaven… the sun emerged and we had summer all over again.

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Heading toward the track between Chinamen’s Beach and Riedles’ Beach…

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Chinamen’s… not a soul around. No boats, nor people. Heavenly…

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Looking north along a deserted Riedles’ and…

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Looking south. Perhaps the fact that the only way to get to the island and its magnificent southern beaches is by a boat and then wading through the shallows to get ashore, is why we had the whole place to ourselves. It sank under our skin and into our psyche. The air, the light, the calm sea, the sound of waves…

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Just him … and me…

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And the tide will come in and wash the words away and it will be exactly as it was before.

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Heading back to the boat after walking the length of the beach…

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Back to the mainland and heavy cloud cover but we didn’t care. We’d had the best day…