Lake Wendouree

After our drive about northern Tasmania, we boarded the ferry and had a quiet evening crossing the Bass Strait. This time, however, there was some stormy weather in the middle somewhere and we were awakened to some moderate tossing and turning. When I woke up to make a visit to the men's room, I found that I had to hold onto things to walk the 1 meter to reach the necessary.

By the time we landed in Melbourne, it was a calm mostly sunny morning. We drove north and west to Ballarat for our first night in Victoria. Since it is only about an hour and a half from Melbourne to Ballarat, we had time to kill in the afternoon so we went to Lake Wendouree to have a look about. Here, we got a well posed photo of a Black Swan.



While the variety of birds there was not exceptional, we were able to get good looks are some old friends. In fact, one bird we had only seen from a distance at the lagoons at the water treatment plant south west of Melbourne, the Blue-billed Duck, was close enough for a good photo. (As you can see, it was raining.)

We had only seen this fellow from a distance and having a close vantage was nice.

Here's a Coot. I don't know if he's an old one or not. One of those rare instances of a coot (old or otherwise) on both ends of the camera lens.