One Mother Hen: sand dunes

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Friday, November 15, 2019

Cockling at Canunda

November 1st saw the opening of the cockle season in South Australia. As usual we were off to dig and twist in the sands of Geltwood beach in the Canunda National Park for oiur shellfish prize. It has become somewhat of a tradition.

The drive to the beach is absolutely amazing with the sweeping dunes and spring wildflowers out in bloom. A four wheel drive is a must and it is quite an adventure for adults and kids alike.

I was excited to see the white flowers of the native muntries out, they are one of my most favourite native flowers.

The ocean here is so powerful, I always feel like I leave something here when I go. I do believe with every pounding of the waves a care is swept from the depths of my mind. It never lets me leave without taking some of my worries.

Monday, April 3, 2017

Taking the scenic route

We set of yesterday to try and find cockles down at the Canunda National Park. Before we even left home it may have been obvious that we should have just stayed home.

While not much seemed like it was going right, it all ended well in the end. We didn't find cockles, there was a lot of weed on the beach and the sea was an awful brown colour because of it.

Summer was beside herself and crying while we drove along. Something has spooked her about driving on the beach. Brett didn't help matters when he mentioned he didn't want to get stuck because the car would end up in the ocean. Good move Brett....not! She wailed a little louder.

On the way out of the national park, we stopped at the big sandhill. It's no so big as it used to be when I was a kid. I wish the council had never excavated most of the sand away for use somewhere else. What were they thinking?! It's always been a legendary local landmark. Bloody crazy.

We took the scenic route home and come across a patch of belladonna lillies. Summer had stopped crying, but still wouldn't get out of the car.

Belladonna lillies are also known as Easter lillies, as they flower at this time of year. There were also what looked like freesias and jonquils coming up too, so I will be back again to have a look.

It is common where an old homestead once was, to find remnants of the home garden still coming up every year. Not far from here, there is another site where we've dug up wild garlic. There's a fig tree there too, but I would never walk through the long grass to get to them in a fit. I don't fancy coming across a big arse brown snake!