Bum hole.

After leaving a very rainy Rockhampton, I drove 6 long hours to get to Airlie beach. And my bum hole healed over... Along the way I saw so many beautiful birds of prey feeding on nearby road kill. As directed by all the animal parks I've been too I honked my horn to warn them that I was coming. Apparently, well not apparently, Fact. They are usually so full from eating that they can be a little clumsy getting off the ground on a full belly. I found myself honking every 5 minutes, especially on the empty roads.

Brown kite. At one point there was a feast with 5 of these or something similar feeding on dead wallabie :(

Then in the distance, (enter moody music) a little black figure crossed my path. I slowed down. WOMBAT!!! Apparently you hardly see them in the wild and can be quite angry. You only see them on the side of the road. I quickly realized that I have seen most Ozzie animals in the wild. Wombat, check. Kangaroos, check. Koalas, check. Do they call it the small 5 here. I've seen the big 6!

I proceeded the rest of my journey by singing loudly, talking to myself, talking to the animals, talking to bob, who's bob, I don't know. And eventually arrived in Airlie beach.

Rain!!! Did I mention rain, I'll say it again, rain rain more rain oh and rain.

Yep a lot of rain none the less I booked my sailing and diving and bush walking and snorkling trip to the Whitsunday Islands.