Myponga Beach
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The fish are called old wives for reasons that elude me. They tend to congregate around rocky reefs and can be quite inquisitive. This pair approach as I hover under a ledge holding my breath until the right shot presents itself. I return to the surface, take another lung full of air and bounce back down. This time it is a school of shimmering drummer that surround me.
I am snorkelling off the headland at , about an hour's drive from the city. After eating at the excellent bakery and spending an hour perusing the
weekend markets and micro brewery in the town, I have taken a winding gravel road to the beach several kilometres away.
The scenery along the way is stunning with cattle and sheep grazing amongst stands of eucalypts. A grey kangaroo also made its presence felt as the powerful marsupial bounded out from a stand of trees where I had been trying to photograph some rosellas.
From the edge of the rock face I slowly swim back across a shallow bay to the beach. An old jetty frames the clear blue ocean and I explore the rocks around some of the decaying piles. A bright yellow
sea stars&biw=1366&bih=638&tbm=isch&tbo=u&source=univ&sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwiNlee0-vTRAhXDo5QKHQfjCDYQsAQIHw sea star is feeding on a patch of mussels while a small group of leatherjackets feed on the algae attached to the boulders.
My drive back to town is equally eventful. I stop near the top of the hill to photograph Myponga Bay and notice a group of magpies perched on some wooden fence posts like a slips cordon in cricket. They are warbling in their unmistakable fashion and seem to be bidding me a fond farewell.
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