Crossing the Bribie Island Bridge, that takes you from the mainland, across the protected waters of the Pumicestone Passage, to the island on the other side feels like a slow exhale to me. A walk always awaits; a chance to breathe in the fresh air and see the sea. My most recent walk here, on a windy day in February, took me along a section of foreshore that was calm and breezy and peaceful.
A row of little red "tinnies" .
Boats bobbing on the waves.
Large, shady gums.
Pretty purple flowers.
Gorgeous greens & greys.
Mangroves on the shoreline.
Pigface tendrils in the sand.
Four feathery fellows.
(I just love the antics of these birds!)
A peaceful view towards the mountains.
As I walked, the Glasshouse Mountain peaks filled my view, enveloped in a curtain of cloud. These iconic Sunshine Coast mountains stand tall on the distant horizon, connecting the waters of the passage with the land. The waves, for a windy day, were fairly calm and gently lapping the shore. Little boats bobbed up and down upon them like corks.
Pelicans gathered in one spot, their black and white feathers ruffled by the wind. I love to see these birds for they seem such funny characters. Did you know a group of pelicans can be called a scoop? I think that's very apt considering the fish they scoop up into their bills and hold in their net-like pouches of such delicate pink. I'm not sure Bribie's fishing folk quite see them as endearingly as I do given they are always on the hunt for a free meal!
While the colours of my windy day walk were muted by the cloud above, this offered up its own beauty; a contrast to the strong light and blinding brightness of an Australian beach in Summer.