With just under a week remaining in Queensland, I’ve enjoyed every day since “resolving” the passport problem and allowing myself to relax and soak in the sunshine and the very mellow Easter-holiday atmosphere. Two consecutive long weekends (this one is for Anzac Day, similar to the American Memorial Day) have added to the laid-back feel.
It’s been a great year so far, but not without its stresses and worries. The insomnia that started a couple of weeks ago hasn’t let up, so when I find myself wide awake at 3:00 or so, I stay up, stroll up to the waterfront or the creek in the dark, and have a blast photographing consistently amazing dawns as the sun hauls itself over Moreton Island.
Then it’s breakfast in a Sandgate park with the best public wifi I’ve encountered anywhere. Very pleasant leaning back in the park with a coffee and the iPad, sometimes skyping Kate (no fan of the avian world) while flocks of about a dozen species of local bird, all of them raucous and downright demanding, crowd in seeking access to banana-bread crumbs.
I generally do the walk again around 5:00 for similarly dazzling Bay sunsets. Feels a bit weird posting these wintry New York shots while I’m slumping around the Subtropics in shorts and slapping sandflies from my ankles (the downside of Bayside Brisbane in warmer months) — but I’m gonna wind up this series right here and hit you with some less extreme scenes once back in the North Country.
And as for Moreton, this morning I’m travelling, via train, taxi and ferry, to the island for my third circumambulation via the beaches. Can’t wait. I have a new pack to get to know…
..and the luxury of three nights on the world’s 3rd-largest sand island.
Then I’m back for one last day to recover before another dose of the Joy of Flight. See you soon!
~ And that’s all the Goat wrote