It’s another beautiful day in paradise.  I headed for the entrance this morning, looking for birds.  On my way there, I heard the buzz of Al’s outboard and saw him heading out to pull the prawn trap.  So, I paddled a little faster, hoping to see a trap full of prawns.  I didn’t quite make it in time to see him pull the trap, but it was just as well, because he only had 61 prawns, and all of them were small.

Al hadn’t put the trap down in the same spot as yesterday, thinking he’d check out another area.  Bad idea, as it turned out.  Today, he’s setting the trap down where it was yesterday.

I continued on, paddling toward the extreme southwest cove, just because I’d never paddled there before.  Along the way I spotted this very old tree.  The main trunk was huge, and growing from the main trunk were many new trunks.  This tree reminded me of “The Wild Trees,” a fascinating book I read last year.

At the head of the southwest cove there were quite a few very large trees that had washed up on the shore.  I found the roots of this particular tree interesting.  The boulders that the trees roots grew around are still trapped in the root system of this big guy.

Al called me on the VHF to tell me I’d missed a bear on the beach behind the boat.  Oh, well.  Maybe he’ll be back tomorrow.

I did manage to get a shot of this eagle on beach.  I’d watched him dive for a fish and miss.  You can tell he’s not very happy about it.

When I got back to the boat, Al had cooked the prawns he caught today.    All I had to do was peel them while he put together another delicious dinner featuring pasta, pesto and prawns.