We thanked the bees for the bungee to Bingie, and were about to leave, but then one introduced herself as Beatrice, before telling us not to buzz off straightaway, as they were having a bbq on the beach that night.
A bbq on Bingie beach with Beatrice and the bungeeing bees was too much to resist, so we quickly agreed in unison, and began to chill as the sun climbed to its midday peak.
Barry Joins Bee BBQ
We’d filled our bellies and were enjoying a tinnie
or two with beeautiful company
when I thought I saw a familiar face out at sea
and then realised it was Kalbarri Barry.
I asked what he was doing all the way over the other side of the ocean, and he said he was just holidaying with the family. I thought it was an amazing coincidence, but you know, these things do happen on the road.
Barry Suggests Shifty and Carry
Barry said they were setting off for Sydney the next day, and invited us along. I hadn’t shape-shifted for a while, so I suggested that I change into a bottlenose and swim with Barry and his family; pulling the others behind us on a makeshift raft.
They all agreed to the idea, and we constructed the raft after the bbq finished.
As the last embers of the fire lost their glow, we fitted the harness to the raft using the moonlight that silverlined across the ocean to our place on the sand.