Yesterday we met up with John 2 down at the creek, where he let us use all his labour-saving equipment and gave us the benefit of his wide experience in fossicking. His wife Lyn wears a number of rings made up of lovely stones John's found over the past few years. We had a lot of fun not finding any gems, but when we went down to the other caravan park for happy hour, a woman there had found a pretty stone today, quite close to where we were.
Two Johns separating the rocks from the stones on John 2's lean-to screen, Retreat Creek, Sapphire.
John and Marg sorting through the pebbles- no luck today. Note Ruby the lapdog.
A flock of lorikeets welcomed us back to the caravan, obviously hoping for a feed (but we don't believe it's a good thing to feed wild birds). Then two of them settled on our table, trying to peck holes in our passionfruit- one jumped on a passionfruit but it rolled, so he had to do a little circus act to keep his footing.
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