It was Sunday, during the sixth day on my edutrip to Margaret River. There was also really nothing to do back then, thus once more we traveled around the town.
My buddy and his mom brought me to The Berry
Farm near Margaret River, the town where we were staying, to eat lunch. We ate
scones, with cream and jam freshly made there. They serve the scones, these semi-sweet bread, plain, and the traditional way to eat it is to slice it in half, then give it a big dollop of jam, and an equally big dollop of cream.
It would have been lunch as
usual, but then this little bird, this cheeky black-white-and-yellow honey
eater, flew straight to our table, and perched on top of my glass of
milkshake. It helped itself to the milkshake, then flew down to the plate, and
used this long tongue of his to lick some leftover pie.
The honeyeater was not the
only bird that came. There was also this beautiful blue wren, these birds with
a blue plumage. Shame it wasn’t their mating season, where their tail turns an
even more brilliant blue. Anyway, after this one came, two more came, begging
to be fed. Well, less food for us, but to see these birds up close is truly a
one-of-a-kind lunch. Shame I couldn't get a good picture of the third blue wren.
There was one more place we visited: Redgate Beach, just north of Contose Beach. The wind was picking up, and the waves did roll. No wonder this is a surfer's tourist town.
Shame I came in autumn. The winds were quick, but not quick enough to make them smash spectacularly into a big rock at the middle of the bay. Well, it was spectacular enough a spectacle.
Shame it was still hot. If not, we may have been able to stay a bit longer, when the winds pick up. Oh well, I am already safely back home in Indonesia now.
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