Port Bickerton

Leaving St Marys River late on the tide meant we had only a few hours before dark and Port Bickerton looked like the most handy hide hole. And a great opportunity to add to my light house photo collection😃. Fog all the way 10 million lobster pots and surprising shallow banks on the entrance to keep us on our toes. The evening stroll before tea and bed was 3km each way to the light house. Where we saw noisy frogs and more of those feeling common Ospreys. We still haven’t seen a pleasure boat in more than 5 days. Even the guide book descriptions are 20 years out of date. My kind of placeLeer más