25th May 2021

It was a very cold night last night slept with doona and blanket, when we woke neither of us wanted to move so we had quite a big lay in.
We had breakfast and I thought we should try to walk to the bottom of the bay, we took drink, oranges  and corn cakes, not very elaborate but enough to keep use going.
We walked and walked, the area was soft in many places where tide had come in or clay pans, soft from rain, it looked like walking across a desert.
We stopped after an hours walk and had our snacks before heading back, we wouldn't have made it to half way to the bottom in that time.
When we got back Merv checked where we normally launch the boat and we decided it was to slippery with clay and silt, it wasn't worth one of us falling and hurting ourselves so we will be leaving in the morning.
Later Merv took a small lure and waded trying for a whiting, only one garfish had a go, while Shawn and I watched from dry land.
When the station owners came, ( as the do every night to clean toilets and check all is well,) we got talking to them about the clay and silt, they told ou it was from the Wooramel River which only flows approximately once every 5 years, it has flowed 3 times in the last couple of months washing everything in here.
Pasta for dinner and rest weary legs.
Anyone for sandcastles 
Auntie Liza bought me a tribal necklace but I still need my butterfly cushion to be brave

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