Today has been tremendous. We've been out all day, just the two of us. We are now at Whitfords beach. Nick has just woken up and gone wandering off for a cigarette so I am totally alone. I am on a blanket in a little cubby hole in the sand dunes on the fringe the beach. The wind is light, the sun is still warm even thoughts getting later, and the only sound is that of the sea, and the pages of my journal flapping. After breakfast we got ready for our little adventure. I went outside to collect our swimmers from the line and what do I find? A huge, repeat HUGE spider in the pool. No one can say I'm exaggerating this time either. We've been here 10 days and it's the first one so I suppose that's good going. That does not make this little bleeder a welcome addition to my holiday though. It was big. Black. And floating. Not moving. I yelled for someone to come and everyone did! I cant complain abouth their reaction times. We all stood around the edge of the pool peering in. Nick and Rich, who are obviously experts in such matters, conferred and declared that it was in fact dead. I was convinced it had flown off my swimmers when I took them off the line and shook them but they assured me that had that been the case, it would have been flapping about trying to escape. Satisfied that it was dead Heymish got the net to fish it out. No sooner had he lifted the net, it was off and running! I took complete leave of my senses and I too was off and running. The only difference was, unlike the spider, I was shrieking. I threw all my stuff on the floor and pranced about like Michael Flatley. Heymish, still holding the net, was papping himself and Nick is hanging over the edge like David bloody Bailey, trying to take pictures of it! The panic obviously got to Heymish too cos he dropped the net back in the water and beat a hasty retreat. The sodding spider was on the loose again but this time it's as not alone! It had 1000s of babies on it back and dropping it back in the pool had dislodged them. I heaved my guts up and was covered in goose bumps that were bigger than the babies. Rich to the rescue again and soon enough incy wincy and it's babies were dead. Much to my utter relief. Until Kadie said 'ah, those poor babies never stood a chance' and then I felt momentarily guilty. Like she said, its not their fault no one likes them. It gives me goose pimples just thinking about it. Fiasco over we loaded our stuff into the ute and set off. The furthest place on our list was our first stop. Yanchep lagoon. It was pretty. It was just what it said on the tin. A lagoon. The beach as only small and covered in seaweed. Nick decided it wasn't up to his usual standard so we grabbed some iced coffee and headed along the coast some more. At one point we were on a housing estate. I was convinced we were lost but seeing as Nick has a professional drivers licence, that simply can't have been the case!
It's almost time to leave here now. We're going on a double date to Oscars tonight ;0)