All tired out, he drags himself up the stairs and across Dee Why’s promenade to his favourite spot on the grass. Following close behind, crowds of adorning fans cheer him on like a celebrity. Raising his right flipper, he gives the people what they want, waving a pose for the cameras, before dozing off for an afternoon siesta.
Reg doses off |
The migratory marine mammal should have moved on from the area months ago. Alas, for whatever reason, his colony left him behind. It may have been that the old dog was no longer needed, booted out by a younger, more virile bull. Or it’s possible he made the decision to stay back himself, happy with the food supply and abundant fine dining here in Sydney’s north.
It’s his ferocious appetite that stirs him some time later,
the wafting aroma of frying fish luring him from his slumber. Across the road to
Dee Why’s shopfronts and he barks out his favourite order: crispy battered
snapper, chargrilled octopus, and crunchy calamari. He’s put on some weight since
holidaying in Sydney.
Tucked under his flipper, he carries his lunch to Dee Why Baths
at the southern end of the beach. He perches himself on the rocks above
for views of puffed-out swimmers lapping 50 metres. Kicking back, belly up, he
enjoys an enviable meal in the sun.
But with the food slurped down in rapid succession, eager
eyes soon turn towards the sea. They’re hypnotised by a ceaseless pulse of
swirling waves – rolling hills across the seascape. White foam waltzes atop ephemeral
crests, seizing the moment before it all comes crashing down. Reg decides to
forego the recommended post-meal hour before he heads back in. The surf’s just too
good today.
Dodging the swarms of seaweed that plague Dee Why’s shore, he
propels himself to the breaks at Long Reef further up the beach. He shows off
to the other surfers, flirting with the dangerous ‘bombies’ off the outer
reefs, twisting and swerving as he rides the pipes.
He cools down with a lap of Dee Why Lagoon - a deep blue
pool nestled between spinifex-covered sand dunes. The bordering urban
environment observes him as he veers among tufts of salt marsh, looping back towards
the sea.
But with nothing else for Reg to do, he lays down on the
sand, feeling unsatisfied. The ennui of the holiday season has started to creep
in. Days have all become the same, without much aim or purpose.
Then, an epiphany - a sudden conviction rises. It’s time to bid farewell to Long Reef-Dee Why Beach. For elsewhere, adventure’s calling.
Total beaches: 73/170
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