Day
Seven - Kangaroos and Koalas
My alarm clock rang at 4:30am, as I had scheduled
a 5 o'clock pick-up for a trip which would include some up close and
personal time with some dolphins. Unfortunately, the driver went to
the wrong hotel and assumed I bailed out. They left me. How annoying.
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She
Ain't heavy. She's my koala
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All was not lost as I found a little side venture
to occupy my day. Walking down to the river, I boarded a boat which
traveled north for about an hour, slowing along the way for some points
of interest, and eventually on to the Lone
Pine Koala Sanctuary.
We were told by the captain that koala is
an Aboriginal word for no drink, as koalas will not often come
down from the trees for water, gaining moisture instead by chewing on
eucalyptus leaves. A little investigation, however, revealed that some
dispute this as a fact. One thing that is not disputed though is the
term Koala Bear is completely erroneous. They're not bears
at all. They are, of course, marsupials.
At the sanctuary I had a chance to hold a koala for
a while. They have rather long, sharp claws, which could be dangerous,
but move very slowly and are very harmless. I'm not totally convinced
she knew she was no longer holding on to a tree; they seem that out
of it. Not because they're stoned on eucalyptus, though. That's another
myth. Eucalyptus leaves contain 50% water and 5% sugars and starches.
This very low energy diet leads them to conserve their energy by sleeping
about 19 hours a day, which makes them appear intoxicated.
Further in there is a large area with many kangaroos
and wallabies. A wallaby is a poorly-defined term used for macropods
(meaning large foot) smaller than a kangaroo. There are 63 species
of macropod altogether, including various forms of kangaroo, tree-kangaroos,
wallaroos,
pademelons
and the Quokka.
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Friendly
Kanagaroo
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Hungry
Wallaby
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Joey
in the Pouch
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For a dollar, you can buy some roo food and you'll
soon have lots of friends. I was surprised at how gentle they were.
They delicately took the food from my hand and even when several were
trying to eat at once, they didn't get aggressive. I found they really
enjoyed having their necks scratched also. They were really very sweet
animals.
The boat ride back was fairly uneventful. Back in the
city, I found an Irish pub called Gilhooley's
for dinner and then hung around for some drinks once the crowd picked
up.
Day
Eight