Hervey Bay and the case of the missing whales.

 Hi lovelies,

It has been some 8 months since our last post.  Travel around the world has certainly changed in 2020.

We had not planned to do too much traveling in the first half of the year, but we quickly discovered that us making that decision and the government telling us that we won't are two very different things. :-).

Feeling the need for a bit of a break, and a touch of fishing we headed for Hervey Bay on Wednesday.

We had a great drive up, even managed to stop for a quick chat with the lovely Shirley in Cooya.  

On Thursday we headed for a quick trip to the information centre.  To my surprise Robbie wanted to book another whale watching cruise.  We spoke at length to the agent there and finally chose what was supposed to be the calmest day for the next week.

 It was then off for a drive along the coast line from Point Vernon to Urangan.  

The day was beautiful, though there were large patches of mist/fog that hung around some of the coast. 

We had a lovely wander along the Urangan Pier.  This 860 meter structure is lovely to walk along.  The water was crystal clear and we saw lots of fish swimming around.  There were also lots and lots of people fishing.

There were the obligatory pelicans keeping an eye out in case some poor fisherman dropped his catch.

Our evening walk was along the harbor wall.

Very relaxing.

Friday was wet, and so we did a spot of shopping and then I caught up on journal work and an afternoon nap was in order.

Today we headed for our much anticipated whale watching tour with Whalesong Cruises.  

We were collected by the courtesy bus and entertained by the driver who had lots of stories for us.

We were amazed to see the number of fish that were swimming around our boat on the wharf.  It did not take long to realize that they hang around as they get fed by the tourists each morning.  Food is provided by the crew.

Onto the boat.  Received our safety announcement and our COVID instructions.  The day was overcast and there were the odd patches of rain, but the wind was very low and I thought Robbie would cope okay with the trip.  He was fine until we stopped to see if we could spot any whales.  The rocking and rolling of the boat while not underway proved too much for him. He was sick, and sick, and then sick again.

Ever the devoted wife, I sent him off to have the crew on the boat deal with him while I kept and eager eye out for the whales.

We did see a number of them, but many of them were far off and they were not playful at all.  Just slowly coming to the surface and then ducking back under the water.  Sort of like very big dolphins.

I did have a good time, but I did feel for Robbie.  It must be hard to be so sick and not have anywhere to go, and be unable to get off the vehicle that was the cause of his illness.  It will be our last whale boat adventure.  

Regardless of the lack of enthusiasm displayed by the whales they are still a sight to behold.

On our return Robbie headed to bed and I wandered off to catch up with a cousin who happens to be staying at the Bay for the weekend.

All for now lovelies.  

Stay safe and keep enjoying life.

Love us.