Alison's Excellent Adventures: 2025

On our first expedition to cross Bass Strait Bob and I had paddled from Victoria to Deal Island and back. On our second expedition we’d paddled from Tasmania to Roydon Island and back. I claimed that, by going to all the ‘crossing’ islands, we’d ‘done’ the Bass Strait crossing. However, we hadn’t paddled the biggest section, from Deal Island to Roydon Island. Also, we’d loved our one day on Deal Island and were keen to get back there. So a third expedition was planned. This time with the specific aim of getting to Deal Island and spending some time there.

The plan was to maximise our opportunity to get a weather window to paddle to Deal from Roydon and another to get back to Flinders Island. So, we organised transport to and from Lady Barron on Flinders Island with 21 paddling days available. The previous expeditions had involved more people but this time it was just Bob and me. The question was whether we would kill each other with so long together.

On Sunday 2^nd February 2025 we caught the overnight ferry from Geelong to Devonport. We then drove to Bridport on the Tasmanian north east coast. We’d organised to take the Bass Strait Freight ferry from Bridport to Lady Barron. However, the boat can only leave Bridport at high tide, which wasn’t until 4.30 a.m. We spent the day/afternoon/evening having a look around Bridport, getting our gear together, eating, particularly steak at the pub, playing pool at the pub and trying to have a nap in the car. At 2.30 a.m. we were at the dock, loading our kayaks and gear onto the boat. Now for the 8 hour trip to Lady Barron.

It was a calm crossing of Banks Strait. Sunrise was beautiful and the various birds whirled around overhead. We could see the mountains on Cape Barron and Mount Strzelecki on Flinders Island. Frankland Sound was particularly pretty as we passed numerous islands. We arrived at Lady Barron at 11.30 a.m. Our kayaks were offloaded and it was time to get organised for the start of our big expedition.

It was Tuesday (4 February) and it looked like there would be a weather window on Friday. That meant we had two and half days to get to Roydon Island, approximately 70 k from Lady Barron. We wanted to get as far as we could on Tuesday afternoon. It was a headwind (westerly) and strengthened as we paddled. We managed to make it to Pigs Head Point (12 k) on the south side of Flinders. We found a pretty, small bay, sheltered from the strong westerly. There was a couple of good spots for our tents and we had time to explore the headland with the Pigs Head Point beacon.

Wednesday, 5 February It had been a windy night and a fresh south easterly was blowing. There were lots of white caps out in the Sound. It wasn’t ideal for paddling but we needed to get up the coast to make the Friday weather window. We headed out onto the water. There was reasonable size waves and it was very messy around Trouser Point. My knee slipped out from bracing and I found myself going over. Fortunately a big support stroke got me back up. I wasn’t exactly enjoying the paddle.

We needed some water so decided to call in at Trouser Point camping ground. The south facing beach was too exposed so we paddled around to the other side of the Point at Fotheringate Bay. After wandering around for a while we realised that the camping ground was further away than we realised and decided to press on. Fotheringate Bay was sheltered from the wind and we broke out the sails for a pleasant ride.

At Long Point we stopped for lunch. We were making good distance. We then headed across Sawyers Bay to Settlement Point. The bay was more exposed and the waves were higher and the wind stronger. We actually found that the sails helped stabilise the kayaks on the waves and we were roaring along. It was a bit stressful but also exhilarating.

We dropped the sails before Settlement Point and paddled into the shelter of Port Davies. We managed to cover about 45 k. It took us a little while to find Allports Beach where there was a camping ground. Allports is a lovely sheltered beach which is very popular with the locals. There were great facilities including bbq, toilets and change rooms but the camping ground was long way from the beach and was pretty average. We decided to camp in the sand dunes, the locals didn’t seem to mind.

Thursday, 6February It was only 15 k across Marshall Bay to Roydon Island. There was a fresh easterly wind so no sailing but it only took us a couple of hours. Now we needed to prepare for the paddle to Deal Island on Friday.

The wind on Friday would be a light easterly/south easterly but it was due to change to the south west and strengthen late in the afternoon. We would need to reach Deal before the change. We wanted to leave as early as we could so we had enough time and wouldn’t end up battling into a headwind when we were exhausted. That meant leaving Roydon at night. We walked around the island looking for hazards. There were lots of rocks on the eastern passage which we didn’t fancy in the dark. The western side looked a lot better. Bob plotted a route around the western side of the island on the GPS. We spent the rest of the afternoon preparing for the paddle, enough food and drink and working out bearings and routes. We decided to stay in the hut to avoid having to pack up tents. The local birds were delightful with lots of pretty silver eyes around the hut water tanks.

Friday, 7 February We got up at 3.00 a.m. and prepared to depart at 4.10 a.m. We had our white navigation lights on and we used cyalume sticks to light up our compasses. The green ones worked better than the red ones. It was calm as we left Roydon and followed the route around the island. There was only one moment when a large rock loomed out of the dark and when we paddled over another one. Once we were clear of the island we used stars for our compass course. As the sky lightened we switched to following the compass bearings.

The sunrise was spectacular and fairly soon flocks of sea birds appeared and swirled around. At one stage there was over 100 bird sitting on the water. We got into a routine of a five minute break every hour. As we neared the break Bob would read out the GPS information, how far from the course we were, the distance covered, the distance and time to go. It was a hazy day and we couldn’t see Deal at all. At one point Craggy Island appeared far off in the mist, but that was about all we could see.

It was only when we were about 500 m away from Deal Island that we started to see the cliffs and to hear the breaking waves. It was disconcerting to be close to cliffs and not really be able to see them. We had decided to go to Winter Cove. It was the closest camp location to Flinders and we hadn’t been there before. We approached Winter Cove from the south, along the cliffs. Immediately to our left were the breaking waves on the cliffs. To our right were more breaking waves, on a large rock at the southern end of the entrance. There were now large swells so we were negotiating a narrow entrance and disconcerting swells. It was a relief to get into the cove where the waves were calmer.

We could see the sand of Winter Cove in front of us. However, there were large breaking waves between us and the sand. Bob went first and I could see him safely on the beach. It was now my turn. I turned on my bilge pump and paddled my heart out, keeping the kayak straight on the wave. It was one of the best surfs I’ve ever had. It had taken us 12 hours to cover the 65 k from Roydon Island to Winter Cove.

There was a camping area at the southern end of the cove. We set up our tents, cooked dinner and sent the Garmin message that we had arrived safely.

Saturday 8 February It was a windy night and we were happy that we’d managed to get a window to paddle to Deal. After breakfast we decided to head over to the other side of the island. At the top of the track from the beach we found a couple of jerry cans full of water for the use of people at Winter Cove. This was definitely a bonus. We then walked the 4 k over to the western side of the island. First to the mobile phone chair. This is actually a chair on the track to Garden Cove. From the chair there is a direct line, through the gap between Erith and Dover Islands to Victoria and telephone towers. There were calls to family and friends to reassure them that everything had gone well. We also checked the weather. Strong easterly winds were forecast for the week. We then headed over to the old lighthouse keepers buildings, including the museum and the caretakers’ residence. That was when everything changed.

After having a look around the museum we came across the caretakers. A pilot had reported a fire on Deal Island and the caretakers, John and Ros, had been asked to walk up to the lighthouse and report back. There was indeed a fire and it was on a headland not far from the lighthouse. We followed John and Ros into the caretakers’ house as they reported back to the Parks Service. They gave us a cup of tea and chips as we waited to find out what was going to happen next. While we were waiting a group of sailors from a yacht arrived and were also advised of the fire.

Finally there was a plan. Parks sent in a helicopter with an initial fire crew. They did a recon of the fire on the way in. It was near Squally Cove, not far from the lighthouse. The lighthouse was historic and had been badly damaged by fire in 1995 and restored. They didn’t want this fire to get to the lighthouse, however the crew were confident that they would be able to put it out the next day, with some water bombing tonight and tomorrow. We were to head back to Winter Cove and stay there and the sailors were to stay on their yacht in East Cove.

Back at Winter Cove we got to know the locals better. The red necked wallabies (or Bennett’s Wallaby) were very curious about our food. They even understood the phrase ‘Dinner’s ready’. Prodding them with sticks didn’t result in any response and they just ducked projectiles. Banging pans together slightly deterred them but not for long.

Sunday 9 February We hadn’t counted on not being able to explore the island. Although we’d been to Deal once before, we were keen to go back to the lighthouse and other areas. Pegleg Bay was to the north of Winter Cove. There was a walking track and it was further away from the fire so we decided on a bit of exploring.

Pegleg Bay has a rocky beach. You wouldn’t want to land there in a kayak. We scrambled along one headland and were rewarded with excellent views north to Pulpit Rock and Garden Point and north east to Anvil Rock and North East Isle, with its beacon. We then walked over to the main settlement for an update on the fire. There was lots of firebombing going on and the firefighters were hoping to leave tomorrow. John and Ros were working in the vegetable garden so we checked it out. It was a large area enclosed in wire and protected from the wind. There were ripe tomatoes calling out to be picked and lots of beans, green leafy vegetables and vines. As caretakers only stayed for 3 months they worked hard in the vegetable garden for other people to enjoy. And they reaped the rewards of other people’s work.

Monday 10 February Still windy at Winter Cove. We decided to explore Barn Hill, above the main settlement. As we walked across the island we could see lots of smoke coming from the fire. It didn’t look like the firefighters would be leaving today. The fire was actually looking worse. At the main settlement, we met up with the sailors. It was too windy to leave Deal Island and they were getting bored sitting on their yacht. John and Ros then called us all into the caretakers’ residence.

The fire situation had deteriorated. The head ranger was closing Deal Island. This meant that the sailors had to stay on their yacht until they could leave. Ideally we were to leave the island but as this wasn’t possible (due to the strong winds) we had to relocate to Garden Cove (initially it was to the main settlement and later this changed to Garden Cove). There was discussion about Parks possible evacuating us all from the island. If that happened we would have to leave our gear including our kayaks, and consequently may never see them again.

As Bob and I walked back to Winter Cove to pack up our camp, we discussed our options. We decided to take everything with us to Garden Cove, including our kayaks. At Winter Cove we packed up our camp and started moving everything to the bottom of the track out of the Cove. The first step was to see if we could actually lug the sea kayaks to the top of the cove track. This involved hauling them up 150 metres in height. We took one at a time, sliding them along the grass and lifting them over rocks and then up the steep track. Getting both to the top was a major achievement. We then carried all our bags up from the beach. There were numerous trips up and down the steep track.

We had just about moved everything to the top of the track when John arrived in the caretakers’ buggy (called a Polaris). John was putting up signs saying that the island was closed and that anyone arriving had to leave. He was surprised that we had managed to carry everything, including our kayaks, up from the beach. We loaded our bags into the back of the Polaris. The plan was for John to take our bags but we would have to move our kayaks. John took off.

Our plan was to slide the kayaks as much as possible along the grass. While we were experimenting with different ways of protecting the bows of the boats, John returned with Ros. The Parks people wanted to know why it was taking us so long to move and wanted us at Garden Cove as soon as possible. The sliding plan was ditched, John would help us carry the kayaks. Ros drove the Polaris while John, Bob and I carried the two kayaks.

We carried the kayaks about 4 k and left them at the telephone chair. Ros took our gear down to Garden Cove. We’d managed to move all our stuff a distance of 5.2 k. Bob’s dinner of chicken green curry tasted pretty good that night! We sent a message saying that we’d relocated to Garden Cove but not how we’d got there. We got a couple of responses, impressed that we’d paddled despite the strong wind!

Over the next few days the wind was still strong and we weren’t able to leave Garden Cove and Deal Island. Every morning we’d receive a message from the caretakers on the Garmin with an update. Every day we saw helicopters, often with the bucket and one day we saw a light plane taking off from the nearby landing strip. Yachts anchored in the cove, staying for a night or two and then leaving. A white bellied sea eagle was a resident in the cove, either sitting in a lookout tree or soaring around the bay. We carried our kayaks from the telephone chair to our campsite. We swam and walked to the top of the nearby headland. We found a cairn on the top of the headland. Apparently a lot of cairns were built on the various hills. From the headland we got some great views of Garden Cove, around to Anvil Rock and North East Isle and then across Marshall Pass to West Cove and Erith Island. During one swim Bob spotted a large stingray gliding along the breakers. We were a bit weary of the ray and started to walk back to shore. The ray then circled back behind Bob and as he moved he stepped on the ray. The ray wasn’t fussed but Bob was! We had got into the habit of eating our meals in the shade and shelter of a grove of trees overlooking the beach. It wasn’t a bad life.

Friday 14 February Finally, the wind was forecast to ease for about 6 hours. We took the opportunity to leave Garden Cove and Deal Island and head to Erith Island. Once we got out of the shelter of the cove there were large swells from days of strong winds. We went with the tide into Murray Pass and across to West Cove, on Erith Island. We could now look back to East Cove on Deal Island, see the lighthouse and the smoke from the fire.

We landed at the northern end of West Cove, and checked out the hut, to make sure we would be able to camp there. We wanted to make the most of the calmer conditions and do a bit of exploring along Erith and Dover Islands. There were three boats in West Cove so we paddled up for a chat. No response from one yacht. The next was a lovely yacht from Sandringham, called Belle. They were happy for a chat. The last one was a launch and was guarded by a small white dog. The boat was rolling a bit and we asked after the dog. Apparently he’d lived all his life on the boat so was pretty comfortable. However, he’d recently last his tender and could only get the dog ashore on a bogie board.

We headed south to Nautilus Bay, which is the bay between Erith Island and Dover Island. At low tide the two island are joined by rocks but at high tide it is possible to paddle between them. The location is called the Swashaway. We could see the water, and waves, on the western side of the Swashaway. It didn’t look like a great place to paddle unless it was very calm. We then paddled along Dover Island to Norfolk Point and then across Dover Bay towards West Bluff. We could see standing waves across the entrance to the channel. There was also a strong westerly wind funnelling through the saddles. As the tide roared in from the east, the water met the large swells coming in from the west, forming not only the standing waves but large boils, particularly on the points. We then turned around and returned to West Cove and our home for the next few days.

Erith Island is a beautiful and interesting place. Archaeologists found Aboriginal artefacts dated to 9,000 years ago. The first Europeans to sight the island was in 1798 by the schooner, Frances, as they rescued the survivors from the wreck of the Sydney Cove on Preservation Island. By 1800 there were sealers living on the island. Later cattle were farmed there. It is now a National Park. The hut was built in 1958 by Jack and Gladys Lierick from driftwood and lined with sails. They apparently lived there for 4 years. In the 1960s the Murray-Smith family began making trips to the island with friends. They are known as the Erith Mob and still come to the island every summer. They also maintain the hut.

We settled ourselves into the hut. The view across to Deal Island was spectacular. After a lunch of pumpkin soup and some clothes washing we went out to explore. There was a track over to the western side of the island which gave us phone coverage. We had a new ‘phone box’.

Saturday 15 February This was a very wet and windy day. In between the showers we managed to do some more exploring. We found the cairn to Stephen Murray-Smith, who had spent numerous summers on Erith Island. We also found the grave of George Phillpotts. He was only 18 when he died on HMS Myrmidon, during a surveying voyage. We then scrambled up the saddle at the southern end of the beach. It was quite a climb and there were dramatic views across to Dover Island and the Swashway. That night there was a big storm with heavy rain and strong winds. It was very nice to be in a hut rather than our tents!

Sunday 16 February Our first task was to walk to the ‘phone box’ and check the weather forecast. Initially it looked like there was a window to paddle back to Flinders Island on Monday but more recent forecasts had looked less hopeful. It was possible that we would have to wait until Thursday or Friday. However, as we both looked at the weather apps, we realised that Monday was going to work. We’d be able to paddle tomorrow!

From the ‘phone box’ we walked down to Wallabi Cove, a pretty sheltered rocky cove. We then walked to the top of the headland. This looked like it was going to be pretty straightforward. However, there was a band of thick shrubs between the grasslands and the open casuarina forest at the top. We ended up crawling under and climbing over shrubs. It was hard work and energy sapping. We finally made it to the top. I ended up climbing up a tree to set a good photo of the view.

We found a better viewing spot, which was much easier to get to, on the southern side of the saddle. The view south towards the Swashaway and along Dover was spectacular. We walked back to the hut and prepared for our departure the next day.

Monday 17 February We had hoped to paddle around Deal Island or at least past the lighthouse and the dramatic cliffs beneath it. The strong winds hadn’t made that possible. We contemplated trying to paddle past the lighthouse as we returned to Flinders Island. However, the tide meant that we had to paddle out the northern end of Murray Pass so no lighthouse. We got up at 4.30 and left at 6.15 a.m. The sun was rising as we paddled between Deal Island and North East Isle.

We once again got into our routine of a five minute break every hour. There was a slight breeze from our beam. This time our course took us close to Wright Rock. As we approached the rock we started getting rebound and there were standing waves on the other side. A large colony of seals were lounging on the lower slabs of rock. We could hear the barking of the seals and after we past we could smell the seal colony. Neither of us had wanted to take our hands of our paddles so unfortunately no photos of the rock or the seals.

We could also see Craggy Island off to our left and Flinders Island ahead. As we got closer to Flinders a slight north westerly wind sprung up. We put our sails up, keen for any assistance we could get.

We could now head straight for Roydon Island. We weren’t far away from the island and everything was looking fine. We would soon be there. It was then that I realised that we weren’t making headway. The tide was against us. I tried paddling harder but didn’t have the energy to keep that up and it didn’t seem to make any different. I couldn’t believe it we were so close. Bob reassured me that we were making headway, about 3 kph. He suggested putting our sails back up to get all the help we could. We then took a long break while the sails slowly edged us forward. The wind was now against the tide and we knew that there was lots of rocks on the inshore route to the beach on Roydon. However, the tide and waves looked worse on the other side. We stuck with the inshore route and kept the sails up. There was some manoeuvring away from surf waves and rocks before we were safely in the bay and then finally on the beach. We were both stuffed. It had felt harder than the crossing to Deal. It had taken us 12½ hours and we’d covered 71 k! We slowly unpacked the kayaks and carried our gear up to the hut. Curiously the hut smelt strongly of fish.

Tuesday 18 February There were lots of bird noises during the night. Turned out that there were penguins near and under the hut. The chicks make a lot of noise when they’re hungry. Perhaps that was why the hut smelt of fish! The wind strengthened but we weren’t looking to paddle anywhere anyway. We spent the day drying gear, lying around, napping and reading. We didn’t have much energy for anything. Interestingly we were now under the flightpath of the helicopters going to and from Flinders to Deal for the fire.

Wednesday 19 February It was still very windy so another day on Roydon Island. We walked to the top of the island, which gave great views down to Mount Strzelecki and across to Deal Island. There were a lot of white caps and waves pounding the rocks. A small motor launch anchored in the bay. We then had four visitors from ‘Alcheringa’. She was a wooden launch from Port Franklin and was on her way home after attending the Wooden Boat Show in Hobart. The skipper had done a lot of cruising around the islands of the Furneaux and Kent groups. He was very knowledgeable and we had a good chat. They were waiting for the wind to ease and were doing some fishing including for crayfish.

Thursday 20 February Time to leave Roydon Island. We said goodbye to the crew of Alcheringa. We were heading to Whitemark and civilisation! We paddled south across Marshall Bay to Wybalenna Island. We found a small beach and stopped for lunch. It was then on to Long Point. As we paddled a couple of Common Dolphins played around our kayaks, diving under the boats and swimming beside us. Once we were around Long Point we were able to set our sails for a gentle paddle/sail to Whitemark. Whitemark is the largest town on Flinders Island and is only accessible by water at high tide. We’d timed our arrival for the tide and also for the pub! There wasn’t a camping ground so we decided to camp in the dunes. We didn’t want to cause any problems so we hid our gear and kayaks.

We headed into town and sussed out the shops, particularly the bakery, café and supermarket. Then made our way to the Interstate Hotel for dinner. The Interstate is a lovely old hotel built in 1911. We were very conscious that we were underdressed and probably looked pretty scruffy. It was actually quite surreal to be sitting in a hotel, reading a menu and drinking alcohol. We treated ourselves to main course and desert!

Friday 21 February We had to wait until high tide to leave Whitemark so that gave us the opportunity to make the most of civilisation. First up was the bakery for breakfast. Then we checked out the supermarket. We then walked to the Bluff, to the north of Whitemark. There were lots of waterbirds feeding on the mud flats and a couple of yachts with bilge keels so that they sat on the mud, rather than their side at low tide. There were great views across the mudflats to Mount Strzelecki. Our walk took us along Boyes Road. There is also a Boyes Rock and a Mount Boyes on Flinders. Back to Whitemark and we headed to the Tuckshop Café for an excellent lunch. We’d certainly made the most of the food offerings in town.

We packed our kayaks and dragged them down the beach, waiting for the water to reach us as the tide rose. Finally we were floating. As we paddled over the shallow water, Bob spotted lots of Banjo sharks on the bottom. There were heaps of them and only about a foot below us.

It was a pleasant 13 k paddle to Trouser Point camping ground.

Saturday 22 February At Trouser Point we were keen to walk up Mount Strzelecki. A family from Tasmania were camped next to us and offered to drive us the 3 k to the start of the walk. It was going to be a hot day, so all we had to do was be ready by 7 a.m. That was positively a sleep in for us.

Mount Strzelecki is the highest point on Flinders Island. I call it the multi-headed beast because of its distinctive multiple peaks. The walk is only 5.6 k (return) but climbs to 756 m. At the top there are spectacular views right around the island and over to Cape Barron Island. Definitely worth the effort and a bonus, as it is often in cloud.

Sunday 23 February Another early start for the paddle back to Lady Barron. Leaving at 6 a.m. to make the most of the falling tide and the fresh northerly breeze. We put up our sails and roared along. With the tide and the wind behind us we averaged 9 kph and had a top speed of 13 kph. Going around some of the headlands was interesting with the wind compressing, the tide causing standing waves and at some places, rebound as well.

After Pigs Head Point our course changed to north east and we could no longer sail but the tide continued to assist us. We arrived at Yellow Beach, about 1.5 k east of Lady Barron, at 10.30. It had taken us 3 hours to travel the 24.4 k. Yellow Beach was a small camping area with a shelter, bbq and toilets. We found spots to put our tents amongst the trees. We then walked into Lady Barron and the Furneaux Tavern for lunch. We were getting use to the good life of pub food!

There isn’t that much at Lady Barron but we eventually managed to find the lookout on Vinegar Hill, which gave great views over Franklin Sound and out to the eastern side of Flinders Island. We found a hot public shower and had our first shower in over two weeks. Satisfied our need for ice cream at the Lady Barron General Store, watched the water birds feeding over the Ramsar recognised mudflats but best of all we went to the Unavale Winery and enjoyed the wine and a great grazing platter. We really were getting soft and touristy!

Tuesday 25 February It was time to leave Lady Barron and Flinders Island. After 21 days and an incredible paddling trip, we packed our kayaks for the last time and paddled over to the Lady Barron wharf. The sun was just rising as we reached the boat ramp and prepared to take the ferry back to Tasmania.

It had been a fantastic trip. There had been lots of challenges, many that we hadn’t anticipated. We’d met lots of great people, several of who gave us lifts, information or food. Also, we’d had the opportunity to go to a spectacular place and appreciate the beauty of the Kent Group of Islands, in particular Deal and Erith Islands.

Many thanks to my paddling partner, Bob Newlands. We didn’t even get close to killing each other!

Check out the video of the trip!

Some things that worked well for us:

Navigation – using the route planner feature of the GPS and monitoring the ‘off course’ during the crossings. This was very helpful is seeing how the tide was impacting us.
Own dehydrated food – our own dehydrated food was definitely better than the commercial food. Interestingly you can successfully dehydrate eggplant dip.
Tide and wind – initially we were mainly focussed on the wind but it quickly became apparent that the tide had a bit impact on when and where we paddled. Having the tide on your side was definitely the go.
Solar panels – we both had portable solar panels to charge our electronics and these worked well.
Bag for gear bags – this was very helpful for carrying our gear on the ferry as we didn’t want to fill the sea kayaks. It was also helpful to carry lots of gear up a steep track from Winter Cove!
Garmin re communications – being able to send and receive messages with the Garmin 66i was great. Not only to let everyone know where we were and that we were safe but also to keep in touch with the caretakers on Deal Island about the fire.

And a few things that didn’t work so well:

Impact on the compass – I eventually found that my knife and the VHF radio impacted the compass on my deck. Then trying to find other accessible places for these items was a pain.
Sliding kayaks – in the end we didn’t need to do this but being able to slide kayaks over grass without damaging them could be very helpful at times.
Elastic for controlling rudder – the rudder on the Mirages can be a right pain when you are carrying them. While we made do an elastic sling or similar to control the rudder, would be very useful

OK, for those birders out there, here’s my list of birds and a few animals (and insects) as well:

Australasian Gannet

Australian Pelican

Australian Pipit

Beautiful Firetail

Black-faced Cuckooshrike

Cape Barron Goose

Chestnut Teal

Collared Sparrowhawk

Dusky Robin

European Goldfinch

Flame Robin

Great Crested Tern

Green Rosella

Grey Shrikethrush

Hooded Plower

Little Penguin

Masked Lapwing (Masked Plover)

Olive Whistler

Pacific Gull

Pied Oystercatcher

Shy Albatross

Silvereye

Sooty Oystercatcher

Superb Fairywren

Swamp Harrier

Welcome Swallow

White-bellied Sea-Eagle

White-faced Heron

White-faced Storm-Petrel

White-fronted Chat

Yellow-tailed Black Cockatoo

Yellow-throated Honeyeater

Banjo Shark (Eastern Fiddler Ray)

Bennett’s Wallaby (Red-necked wallaby)

Brushtail Possum

Christmas Jewel Spider

Common Brown butterfly

Common Dolphin

Feather-horned Beetle

Metallic Coolskink

Tiger Snake

White-lipped Snake

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