On our second morning at Woodgate Beach I went for a walk along the beach. It was quiet and serene. I saw a couple fishing with the early morning sun glinting off the water. After breakfast we all went for a walk through the wetland forest on the boardwalk but there wasn't any water because the wet season forgot to come this year so everything is very dry. Ann packed us a picnic for lunch and George drove us to Walkers Point which is on the northern bank of the Burrum River. We found a table in the park near the river and set out the picnic. Ann had cooked us an Aberdeen Sausage, which she sliced for us to have with a variety of salads. While we were doing this kookaburras started to gather in the trees around us. We started eating and the kookaburras came closer and closer, laughing at us. We were getting a bit apprehensive as we knew they have been known to steal your food. However, they left us alone until Ann was about to finish off the last slice of sausage. Suddenly one swooped down with his wide wing span and big ferocious beak, landed in Ann's plate and stole the last slice of sausage and flew onto the ground where others tried to get some sausage too. Ann got a fright and knocked over her glass of homemade pear cider. It was a scary but funny event. It reminded me of Hitchcock's 'Birds'.
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