Phillip Island- Penguin Parade

Though unfortunately i do not have photos to share with you of my recent penguin parade experience at Phillip Island, i thought i would share some of my memories from my visit.

Some friends and i arrived at the penguin centre just before sunset, to buy our tickets and secure our front row seats in the concrete seating just inches away from the beach where the tide was due to come in. 

Almost exactly on 6 o’clock it grew darker and colder. The spokes person who represented the penguin conservation team spent a good half hour squeezing late comers in between other people who had been seated for much longer. Eventually it seemed he was satisfied with our seating arrangements and proceeded to give a talk about the peguins.

This was the last colany of penguins on the island, which is sad really as there use to be over ten different colanies throughout Phillip Isand. Every single night of the year hundreds of penguins make the long journey home to their families and burrows in the time frame of roughly 6pm- midnight. Given their size this would be a massive adventure and use of energy for them every day, as it requires them to swim all the way back to shore, woddle up the sand dunes, weave through the stalky grass and finally arrive at their burrows/nests.

We as the audience to this impressive show were asked to put phones and cameras away as to not startle the penguins with the flash, remain quiet and simply observe. For some in the audience this was too much to ask, you always get one or two people that cross the barriers and try and be the hero that get a photo or almost touch a penguin. The ruine it for everyone else who does the right thing really..

Back to the penguins. Some of them turned the whole thing into a game. They knew we were there, though most didn’t seem to mind. This was a regular occurance for them. They retreated back into the water, woddled around in the sand, floated in on the waves, before making their final journey home. Other penguins who came in solo stood about until others arrived and they made there way up the sand dunes together. They really seemed to enjoy the compamy of one another. 

Looking out into the distance, into the water you could make out the groups of penguins coming in together. Dark patches of water which at first glance could easily be mistaken for clumps of sea weed, though if you looked carefully enough you could make out little heads bopping up and down in the water. My friends brother referred to them as “bop bops”.

An hour past and we were ushered into the the main building of the facility where if you paid that extra $$$ you had the privilege of been able to view some penguins through a tunnel in their burrows under ground. This time around i opted not to participate in this encounter, though the walk back up the boardwalk made up for it as you were able to observe the penguins moving about and interacting with one another even closer than we were able to on the beach. They make a really unique sound. 

Overall the whole experience was great, definitely something i would recommend as worth while if your ever in Phillip Island.

Stay tuned- J


Ten years in the making….

It has been a while since i last blogged. Here is why…

I have had some time off work to persue my love and interest of writing. A story that i wrote when i was 16 years old has stuck with me. Those who were privileged enough to be able to read the hand written copy of it back in 2007, have encouraged me to persue my dream of getting it published. 

This all said and done, editing, typing and preparing something i wrote 10 years ago is proving to be a challenge. More so than i’d expected. I am going to need more than the week id initially given myself to ‘fine tune’ it. What i feel i am struggling with the most is my 16 year old and now 26 year old perception of the world around me. I now know a lot more about descriptive writing, grammar and so much more about the different ways to captivate your audience via your writing. 

There are characters who were originally introduced into my story who no longer seem necessar. I am no longer connected to them they way i am with my main characters Danielle and Miles. Removing a characters whole exsitance from my story however leaves me feeling somewhat guilty and empty though. I have tried to keep it as my 16 year old self orginally intended, but lets face it. I have changed in the last 10 years dramatically as a result of my lifes experiences, of course in one way or another this will alter my story. I have even stopped reading all my books at present, just as to not risk been influenced by other authors and their various stiles of writing.

I know i will get this story published eventually, whether it be independently or through a publishing company and when this happens i know whatever the end product i will love it and proudly promote it as my own. 

I then intend to start working on a collaboration of many of my short stories written both in my younger days and at present. I hope to share these with others. Though my life isnt bad, my books and story writing provides me with that escape from reality whether it be for 5 minutes or 3 hours. I wish to share this experience with others.

I hope that you have enjoyed this blog. If you have had similar experiences with writing, preparing a manuscript or publishing a story i invite you to comment below. I would love to hear what you found worked and didn’t work and what made the whole process run more smoothly.

Stay Tuned- J

Health & Fitness

The things we put ourselves through in the name of health and fitness. As I mentioned in one of my pervious blogs, a resolution of mine for the year is to work on my health and fitness. As well as loose a few kg here and there. As I have lacked motivation and have not “found time”, or rather made time to do this with my busy lifestlye (work/other committments); I have recently started personal training. As recent as yesterday. 

Whilst adrenaline and not wanting to look so unfit infront of my new trainer worked for me yesterday… today I am very sore. My shoulders and legs are aching but I am all the more determined to see where this new fitness journey takes me. Yes my weekly scedule has now gotten a whole lot busy and personal training takes alot of energy out of me, but lets face it.. in the long term this decision will benifit me, my body and my energy levels in so many different ways. Plus ill be able to fit into that dress again 😉 !

My second session is tomorrow. Hopefully my body will loosen up a bit between now and then as I am off to work shortly and can barely move. Lets hope my Toddler children go easy on me today!

Stay tuned- J

Weekend Escape

I apologize  if this blog is lacking… i had previously written an extended version of it, only to have my phone delete it. So here goes… take two! 

My partner and i escaped to the beautiful city of Melbourne this weekend for some time  away. A rare occasion as we will choose trees and farm land over the confined space of the city anyday. However with work  lately it has been all too easy to fall into work, sleep, eat, repeat! Everyone needs to escape the routine of everyday  life once in a while.

Though only an hours drive from the place we call home, we filled up yesterday with anything and everything. Our hotel is in Docklands not far from the star, which means a short walk to the yarra river, crown and all its happenings. Kingpin bowling, bars/clubs, drinks, photo booths, hotel pool, dancing/music, crown, restaurants and lots and lots of walking. My feet are sore not but it was worth it.

This morning i am chilling in our room reading a good book and talking to you lovely people, whilst my partner is at the hotel gym. Checkout is 11am. 

What’s  on the menu for breaky? Coco pops and banana. Why not!

STaY tuned- J

Australia Day- Melbourne CBD & Crown Casino

Though most people will go all out celebrating Australia Day; with flags hanging out their car windows, drinking till they drop, attending various functions… I celebrated being an Australian more subtly by trail riding in the bush on my horse Clyde. The bush is so peaceful. My horse Clyde listens to my ramblings with no judgment, as it gives me time to clear my head from all the worries of life (eg. bills, my new job, friendships gone wrong, family ordeals etc).

My Dad and my partner suggested we go into Melbourne CBD to suss out the celebrations going on in the city. The three of us usually avoid the city as much as possible; it is always so crowded, difficult to find a car park and in my experience if you even look at someone the wrong way you are in for a fight. With my two favourite men in my life on either side of me, I was comfortable to explore the city. As soon as we got there we found a park at Docklands $10 all inclusive which was a bargain, we then made our way to Crown Casino to have dinner. Rather than walking around to all the restaurants at an attempt to find a meal we could afford or understand the menu, we settled for Rhumba’s. I had a full plate of roast pork with chips and vegetables (did I mention I forgot to eat lunch), the boys got cheeseburgers with fries. The meals were delicious, definitely filled us up. After we’d ‘let out stomachs settle’ we walked along Southbank. The night life in Melbourne amazes me; the various street performers who are so talented at what they do, the night lights, the noise of hundreds/thousands of people coming together to watch the tennis and associate with one another, the unique fashion or every unique individual that you pass on the streets.

At a set of traffic lights we found ourselves besides a group of four (three boys and one girl) riding those blue hire bikes. One of the boys was complaining about his sore toe and with the most serious face the girl pulls a tampon out of her bag and hands it to him. “Here you need this,” she said. This made me laugh so much I had to look away so as to not bring attention to myself.

Further along as we kept walking; there was another group of about four; this time three girls and one boy. Lucky boy ! One of the girls lend forward and pinched the elderly lady in front of hers bottom thinking it was her girlfriend. I didn’t see the look on the ladies face but I can only imagine it was once of disgust and confusion. The girls were in hysterics, the guy to once they’d realised what their friend had done. Priceless entertainment right their.

I am not quite sure how to take some of the street performers; one was on his hands and knees devoting a song to a woman in the crowd. Her husband/partner had stepped back to avoid embarrassment. The women didn’t seem to mind, as she lend forward to plant a kiss on the performers cheek when he offered it. Naturally at the last minute he turned his head and planted a kiss on her lips. The lady got a shock, he husband was the one I glanced at though. He seemed calm. If that had have been me he’d kissed I know for a fact my partner would not have been so understanding. And fair enough. Not appropriate. Entertaining yes but not appropriate.

It was nearing on 10pm, only half an hour before Australia Day Fireworks, which the three of us were keen to see. What’s not to love about fireworks, they are pretty, spontaneous in the directions the go in the sky and they promote a sense of romance. Traditionally I have an obsession that when I go out somewhere I have to buy a chocolate mousse. I found a beautiful desserts shop ‘Calatrava’ along the boardwalk where I purchased a duo mousse which cost me $8.70. It taste so good, though was difficult to eat as we walked to find the perfect spot to view the fireworks. I ended up saving the rest for home.

Fireworks. Once thing we had been counting on impressing us for the evening and… we were in the wrong spot. We were standing on a pier at Docklands and the fireworks were over near Etihad Stadium. I was disappointed. We walked further to try and get a glimpse of them. It was like the buildings were on fire at the top of them, that was all we saw. We heard them going off, but that just felt like thunder in the distance. Once the noises stop, we concluded out night and went home. Looking out the car window I said a quite goodbye to Melbourne, relieved to be heading home (back to the trees and dirt roads). Until next time…

Stay tuned- J

The final two days of our Lakes Entrance holiday…

As promised…

Sunday (Day three)

After a short sleep in we made our way to the local bakery for ham and cheese crussants for breakfast. A yummy start to the day. We then drove just under an hour to Marlo, which is a picturesque place where the snowy river meets the ocean. We went for a short walk along the beach then drove further up the coastline, stopping at a lookout where we could view the ocean for as far as we could see. Pity we didn’t have benoculars with us, as we spotted several black dots moving in the water in the distance. Could have been dolphins, seals or something else, we will never know… Afterwards we stopped at ‘The red bluff’ which is a beach. We collected some beautiful shells which I intend to present in decorative boxes as gifts for my sisters (more creative then the odd key ring or spoon gift). My partner also introduced me to a game of naughts and crosses in the sand which was fun and amused us for a while. What a beautiful day. Our last night in Lakes Entrance we made the most of it, going on a paddle boat for half and hour. Whilst the peddling was tiring after so much walking throughout the day, it was still relaxing to do.

Monday (Day four)

The six hour drive home. Need I say more. By the time my partner and I got hom

e we both fell asleep. Do you ever get the feeling you need a holiday from your holiday?? I have never quite understood this term until now.