Cockle creek campground

Little bit of a sleep in this morning well till 830 ish anyway then coffees for the adults it was very dewy out this morning but the sun was up early and soon dried the grass out.
The boys ended up sleeping in the kicking tent outside together which was a great break for Shahla and us to sleep without anyone kicking or stealing doonas .
I prepared a big brekky of crumpets,bacon ,eggs hash browns and spaghetti which went down a treat the three way fridge was working a treat on gas which gave us more power from both our batteries and solar panels for radio the occasional tv ( just not here) lights and charging of iPads,pods laptops and phones.
A few more hours were dedicated to school work for the kidlets while I installed the invertor finally but I now needed a drill so this will wait till I can borrow one or get it done back in bendigo.
Around lunchtime we got in the car to check out Ida bay railway but just as we got there the 130 pm train was just leaving with the next train scheduled for 330 pm, so we drove on to Hastings Cave a little up the rd but there we just missed the 2 pm tour ( aaaargh timing shit shit shit !!!!)
As it turns out the thermal pool was closed today for urgent maintenance so we grabbed some lunch and a cuppa and drove onto Southport for an awesome view of the bays and the fishing pier with a yak to some lobster fisherman about to head off for 8 days fishing for rock lobster and doing a government survey at the same time .
A it turns out two staff didn't turn up and they needed another crew member , awfully tempting for an experience but by the time I got bedding and wet gear they would have been gone .
We headed back to camp and got a little phone range to catch up on Facebook emails and some kids school goodies and a app top up all round.
Back at cockle creek campground we grabbed the swimming gear and dash and I snorkels around the rocks and sandy bay and got more than a fright when a giant bull ray hid in the sand beneath us and was startled as we swam over it , poor old dash lost his breath and I was startled.
plenty of small flathead were being caught by fellow campers and we chatted for a while with some other campers then we went into the national park area in the bay to look at the whale sculpture of a baby calf southern right whale in bronze .
The storyboards of the nearby whaling station gave a fair insight into the appalling conditions for both the whale calves whales and hunters and their families .
I found a little mobile reception to update my geocache finds and we prepared spag bog and wrote our journals for the day .