Sunrise, sunset


Happens every day. I happened to see both today and they were beautiful. We helped the worker bees, from Friends of Deal Island, offload today as the sun rose. It seems there are rarely midday departures and arrivals here. The bees completed a remarkable amount of tasks while they were here. They cleared sea spurge from the banks of East Cove and Garden Cove, attacked ragwort at Winter Cove, and installed at least a quarter mile of new fence. And swam every day but one!

We took a breath. Alone at last. We’ve had at least 232 visitors since we arrived in March. We hadn’t seen any boats since the workers arrived two weeks ago.


But alas, it wasn’t meant to be.

We spent the day clearing causarina needles and ti tree leaves from the lighthouse road’s culverts and gutters. This day completed two miles of cleared road. We’re done. Tim did more than me, but I spent at least four days doing it. To celebrate, we had a picnic lunch at the lighthouse.

When we returned to the compound, a sailboat was just dropping anchor in East Cove. Ah well. It was a nice day.

Today began with a minor victory. I went out to check the rainfall and the solar battery status. I saw the lone baby wallaby who has still been in the compound near a gate. I seized the moment, not the wallaby, by opening the gate. I had to run with him along the fence line several times before he saw the opening and hopped out. We are now wallaby free. I am working on the rabbits with snares. So far I have only trapped a baby possum. Nasty teeth, soft fur, but I released him.


My stout is stout


It’s time. My batch of stout has fermented and carbonated so we cracked one open last night. It’s no match for Guinness but it was good. It had a little foamy head and a pretty good taste. I think something other than white sugar might have given it more of a caramel flavor.

We had a day and a half of isolation but now we’re full again. A group of seven working bees from Friends of Deal Island are here for a couple of weeks. Their main goal will be to continue to eradicate invasive plants.

We brought the Ute and trailer down to the jetty to haul their gear and food up the hill. We had to scatter a gaggle of Cape Barren Geese on the way down.


While we waited on the beach for our visitors to arrive, I encountered this dog face rock on the beach.


And a couple of wallabies drinking from a tidal pool.


A lovely yawl anchored in East Cove after at least 30 minutes of trying, and a group of sea kayakers, associated with the Westminster School in Adelaide, came ashore as we were heading up the hill. Company!
We have heard not too many people on the mainland are aware there are islands, some even inhabited by more than two caretakers, in the Bass Strait. This group was asked if they would sleep in their kayaks at night!