When James arrived last week in the Strait Lady, in addition to the tomatoes and other goodies, he gave us a double foam mattress and said Wayne, the Ranger, would like us to build a bed for it. Well it fit perfectly in the Ute, so I figure if people want to sleep under the stars, we’re done.

I’ve been working on reducing the rabbit population in the compound. The males dig holes all over the grass and entice the females with a small hill of poo. Lovely. I was a true hunter gatherer. We had rabbit cacciatore for dinner.

Tim wasn’t really a fan, especially since he kept calling it bunny.

We made some repairs down at the jetty today and then had a little photo shoot in our official Deal Island shirts. Pretty snazzy.


Tim raked ten loads of highly flammable she oak needles out if the compound while I continued to plug gaps in the compound fence. We’re finally alone and seem to get a lot more done.

Then there’s always a sunset.



Securing the compound


The caretaker’s cottage on Deal Island is surrounded by two layers of fence. The inner fence surrounds the two houses.

The outer fence’s circumference is about a mile long and has many gaps, which allow rabbits, possum and apparently penguins in.
How do I know this? I have closed gaps in about a half of the fence and set snares to trap rabbits, which overrun both the outer and sometimes inner compounds.

My count so far is 3 rabbits (cacciatore and polenta tonight), one possum and one penguin, both of which were released unharmed. You can imagine the rest.

When I finished I headed down to the jetty. I had considered s swim but the sun was setting and it was glorious, but cool.