“What about going to Point Cook Park in the morning” said the ebullient email.
Quick check of diary, (euphemism in there somewhere). And it was set.
The weather was a bit average, and we didn’t get around to see the American Plover that has been reported, but we did have a nice sit on the beach, and watch the gulls at play. Few bush birds to be seen, and to enliven the moment a curious Crested Pigeon powered in to sit on a branch only metres from where I was standing.
While we were sitting on the beach, enjoying the view, the conversation and the Orange Pekeo, I scanned the horizon in the binoculars hoping to see a sea bird or two.
Ohh ahhh me hearties, says I, “A sail on the horizon, Mr Hornblower”, I cried. And lo, we looked and indeed it was a sail, several infact, and all seemingly attached to the shimmering hull of the ship on the horizon. “Pirates?” The heat haze gave the moment a most otherworldly dream feel.
Seems the be sails attached to hull were likely to be the “Enterprise”, a local boat given to cruises, training and school excursions and the like. Certainly made for an interesting sight from the usual birds.