This is the blog of Mark Wordsworm, the travelling worm. I’m a 25-year-old bookmark and can proudly boast my own Hallmark serial number, 95 HBM 80-1. You’ll probably want to read all about me and my Travelling Companion (the TC).
Today’s travel notes
The TC’s mum is in town! Yesterday the TC took her mum and the family to The Basin, near Palm Beach just north of Sydney. The Basin is one of the bays in the Hawkesbury waterways, on the shores of the Ku-ring-gai Chase National Park. To reach it, catch a 20-minute ferry ride from Palm Beach.
This worm heard that the outing would involve a ferry crossing and some splashing around in a lagoon. Being a pulp fiction kind of guy, water is anathema to me. So I stayed at home and sent Naught, my trusty stunt worm, instead. You may remember Naught, from his debut in my post about Shelly Beach.
Naught’s impressions? If you’re looking for a relaxing day out of Sydney, where natural beauty and serenity vie with the kookaburras for your attention, The Basin is beaut.
Take a picnic lunch. There are no restaurants or shops at The Basin, but you can grill food on the barbecues provided.
The book I’m in
After Shock, by Sam Fisher. A good action story, the second in the series about the E-Force rescue team.
Let me tell you a secret: This worm was comfortably ensconced in Philip K. Dick’s book, Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? But the TC hoiked me out of there, saying her brain is too lazy for that book at the moment.
Naught, my stunt double, taking a dip in the sparkling waters of The Basin:
Palm Beach Wharf:
Heading out from Palm Beach across an arm of the Hawkesbury River, destination The Basin. Don’t be deceived by the halo. This is not Saint Wordsworm, but Naught who has already donned his protective coat:
The heads and hills of the Hawkesbury River waterways:
Bennets Wharf, the ferry stop before The Basin:
The entrance of The Basin’s lagoon, seen from the ferry:
The ferry approaching The Basin Wharf:
Jonathan waits at The Basin Wharf to greet the travellers:
Wallabies abound at The Basin. This mother has a full pouch. The pink cross struts are the feet of the little joey inside the pouch:
Another wallaby on the shores of the lagoon:
A kookaburra takes an interest in the picnic:
A bird’s eye view. Will ya look at that beak! At this stage even a stunt worm is well advised to take cover:
That’s all for today, dudes.