Day 38 - Seaweed tales

Today has been a rather mixed experience. Priority number one was to return the trailer we hired back to Ulverstone, once we’d hosed out the ‘pebbles’ left behind by the alpacas as a souvenir of their trip. It was my first chance to have much of a look around Ulverstone, which is about an hour away, and I was particularly impressed by the beautiful park on the river and a rather magnificent clock tower in the middle of town.

On the way home we went a beach near Doctor’s Rocks and managed to fill up four big bags of smelly, salty seaweed for fertilizing the garden. We’d been told that it is an excellent natural nutrient, but the Bandycoot (my boyfriend) is concerned how the salt will affect our rich loamy soil. The garbage bags we bought for the occasion proved rather disappointing and the Bandycoot had to struggle up the beach while trying to hold the sides together and get the whole load on Brutus’ tray.

 

Getting seaweed for the garden

We’d worked up an appetite by this stage and decided to pop into Wynyard to try out the new Burger Bar we’d read about in the local paper. It was in a similar style to Grill’d and we hoped the food would be as yummy also. While the burgers weren’t bad, the chips left us wanting with about 7 fries for $6.

We drove home separately, as my car was at the mechanic, and I got back to tales of how the Bandycoot took one of the curly corners home a bit too quickly and lost part of his load. This turn is now to be forever known as seaweed corner. People driving past must be wondering about the fishy smell so far inland.