Murph and Crowey: Seaforth 27.10.2012 to 29.10.2012

We continued onto a little town called Seaforth where the campgrounds, owned by the council charged $22 per night. It was a strange set up. When you get there you ring a mobile phone number, a man answers and he tells you to look under the mat to obtain a magnetic card for the boom gates and claims he will come around in the morning to collect the money. Well we stayed there for two nights and no sign of the man, so we ended up not paying anything (bonus!).It was a lovely little spot with heaps of birdlife, including our favorite bird, the bush stone curlew. One had a broken leg, so we took pity on him and fed him some raw meat. The whistling ducks were very cheeky and not scared of us at all, but the cheekiest were the rainbow parrots checking out what we had to eat by landing on our table. The midgies were quite fierce here so lots of spray required. We took a walk up one of the hills near our campspot and below in the water we could see turtles coming up for air and then going back down to feed. There were some huge ones and if it wasn't so windy we would have gone for a snorkel around them. Overall a good time was had in Seaforth and very relaxing at that.