There’s not a lot to do in Penneshaw.
You can take a walk on the mostly deserted beach …
Chat to a few of the locals …
Fossick along the tide line for interesting objects ..
Watch the ferries come and go …
Eat fresh seafood and check out the local kids’ jellyfish creations at the pub …
Watch molluscs making trails in the rock pools …
And that’s about it really …
Perfect, no wonder we keep coming back !
Words would be a bit superfluous here … so other than to explain that Kangaroo Island’s Raptor Domain  is home to rescued, orphaned and injured birds of prey, I’ll pretty much let the photos tell the story.
IÂ suspect that this is the closest I will ever come to a Wedge Tailed Eagle …
I suspect that not many bloggers write posts on public conveniences … most of them being either unremarkable or indescribable (the loos not the bloggers). But the loo at Stokes Bay on the north coast of Kangaroo Island deserves a special mention.
At first glance, nothing unusual, just a conveniently placed beach loo.
But a surprise awaits inside. The walls being covered with a soft lime-wash in beach colours and beautiful relief sculptures …
A bit of research uncovers that the project was part of Eco-Action’s BirdLife Australia Beach-Nesting Bird Project funded through the Federal Government’s “Caring for our Country”.  Two artists Gay De Mather and Lara Tilbrook spent a summer preparing the site and plastering and painting the walls.
The murals focus on the life of beach-nesting birds, Hooded and Red Capped Plover and Pied and Sooty Oyster Catchers, and the impacts that humans, dogs and predators have on them.
This is the first time that a public convenience has been the highlight of my sightseeing day. Unfortunately it probably means that I will be visiting them on a more regular basis, whether I need to or not!
October is supposed to be the best month for wildflowers, which is mainly why we are back on Kangaroo Island. At first, things looked a bit unpromising. Just dry, dusty un-remarkable scrubland on either side of the road.
Then we spotted a koala, and pulled over to follow him into the bush …
That was when we realised that we were actually surrounded by wildflowers. Not the expected drifts of colour, but hundreds of low growing inconspicuous plants covered in tiny flowers.
We lost count of how many varieties there were, but here is a small bouquet …
A Bellingen Diary 