Adelaide...Kangaroo Island... part 1

The day when sheep were called kangaroos, kangaroos were called stumps, cows were called shrubbery, and the word Kangaboingytail was invented.

Our trip started off at the god awful hour of six thirty in the morning. Yucky.  We got on our bus, listened to the tour guide talk for a bit, zoned out, and then fell asleep.  At that hour of the day, what do they expect?  We travelled all the way down the coast to the ferry, jumped on board and headed off on our adventure.  Thankfully there was a little cafe on board because we were sooo hungry.  I had a Boston cream donut and in Australia, it's called an American donut.  LOL

Once we made the crossing, we got on another bus and headed off into the great rugged wilderness that is Kangaroo Island.  Our driver was hysterical, he was a very punctual man and insisted that we be on time as well.  Poor man, I would imagine his job is a bit like spending the days herding cats.  So once we reached a stop he would say, "People you have 3o minutes here, be back on the bus in 30 minutes!".  And of course everyone would straggle back to the bus a bit late and he would say, "Madame, you are late!  You are holding the whole tour up! You are late!".  But as he was speaking to the Japanese tourists who spoke very little English, he was wasting his time.   Poor guy.

I think an office like this makes up for late tourists. :)

The first stop was a wildlife sanctuary where we got to get very close to Australian Sea Lions.  It was mating season and there was quite a ruckus when two males took a liking to the same female.  The poor loser was chased down the beach. 

Those little brown bumps behind us are Sea Lions.

Someone is having lots of fun frolicking in the water.

We saw an amazing Raptor Show.  There was an especially cheeky pair of kookaburras who were more interested in eating bugs than doing what they were supposed to be doing.  Also a very beautiful barn owl who hopped from lap to lap and said hi.  He liked me, he hopped from my lap to Joe's and then back to mine where he sat for quite a long time.  He was a beautiful bird.

If you make a noise like a mouse... you get this response. "Dinner?"

Squeeeeee!!!  Look what I've got!!!

Wedge Tailed Eagle.