Rock Wallabies near Geoffrey Bay Wednesday 16th November 2011

The only stress to be found when traveling, is where to sleep and arranging how to get there. Things like finding food, cooking, periodic clothes washing are a long way down the list after this. Sometimes it goes like clockwork, couple of hours on the Internet: sorted!

But yesterday the Whitsundays showed as completely booked. Big hotels, apartments, b and b, cabins, trying different locations, eventually we found something, booked it but this morning, they phone to say it is taken, sorry!

Just as a sense of despair has taken over, we find a perfect place for 3 nights near Arlie Beach. Woohoo!

This leaves us free to look for wallabies. If you get the bus to Geoffrey Bay, where it turns back on itself, and take the path to the left along the waters edge, you come to the blocks which line the cliff edge and a shelter which used to house a ferry. Under the shelter is a bench.

When we first arrived we walked along the blocks and noticed one tiny wallaby.


When a car pulled up, the fun began. These little creatures are clearly fed by humans. These days they bring approved food, but years back the wallabies were prepared to try most things apparently, including beer and burgers.

They still have the Pavlovian response to a car pulling up and creep out from the cracks between the boulders to see what has turned up. At this times year many had babies in their pouches.



Frankly some often are a bit mangy but it is amazing to watch them negotiate the boulders, as they areas sure footed.

Also worth some time are Alma Bay, which is patrolled by surf guards, and Peter Lawson’s art gallery down the far end of Arcadia Bay. Peter paints on location around Australia and is very friendly when you visit.

Once back at Horseshoe Bay, we set off walking from the bay itself up a path to Balding Bay. It was incredibly lovely, both the walk and the bay itself. Small, sandy, surrounded by huge boulders, the azure blue sea laps its shores gently. Because it is hard to reach, over quite steep paths, it is usually deserted.



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