As we were preparing to set off I thought I heard a commotion out at sea, but when I looked around the ocean was calm. None of the others seemed to have noticed anything, so I kept it to myself.
Bending Around Bendalong to Swan Lake Mirror
The moon had risen by the time we reached the Bendalong peninsula, and the moonlight was invaluable as we bent our route around Bendalong for a long time.
We reached Cudmirrah at the entrance to Swan Lake as crepuscular rays streaked up into the bluing sky, announcing the imminent arrival of the new day’s sun.
Green Ray and Ancient Ballet
I thought I saw a green ray above the sun as it rose; was it a sign from Green, or the rare optical phenomena I’d once read about.
Entering Swan Lake via Cudmirrah, it reminded me of the classic ballet, and I thought that its epic proportions mirrored my own epic ramble.
Green Thoughts lead to Swan Song
Those two last thoughts seemed to merge into one when I next thought that it would be more like Green to compare itself to something so grandeur.
After so much thinking early in the morning I half wished I was back in human form so I could neck a few Swan lagers, instead of singing the bottlenose blues!