Coorong :: Day 6 :: Coorong

Every morning, my parents would walk up and down the road as part of their morning routine.

I spent time searching for details along the shore. A flock of pelicans stared at me curiously. The dried moss on the rocks were matted into a flat carpet that I could lift off.

Different pastel coloured tube worm casings that clinked together like thin ceramic chopsticks in the palm of my hand. Juicy green seagrass reached towards the blue sky.

We went out on the kayaks. Kim and Ella Mae were together in one. Thomas was in one and I was in another. The air was calm. We paddled back and forth along the shore. The water was very shallow. There were dark black forms that were lurking in the murky water. Kim accidentally hit Ella Mae on the head with one of the oars.

Thomas practiced to go into one alone. They practiced in the shallows. It was definitely his thing.

We chilled out all day.

A glorious sunset bid us good night.