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[22nd (Saturday)]
waiting a while till the hawk returned.
I then rapidly put my glasses up, and
in doing so threw a bit of bark in
 my eye and a biting ant down my
shirt â”€ I was almost 
speechless.
   So on towards Coles Bay. I
paused at Moulting Lagoon where
there were hundreds of SWANS with
broods of small cygnets. In one case
a pair had five young swimming
beside them with another perched on
one of the parents backs happily
preening. We reached the Chateau
at Coles Bay about 5.0 pm, were
shown our chalet and subsided
thankfully into comfort. Joan feels
lousy and, as it is such a lovely
spot, it is possible we may spend
more that one night here.
23rd. (Sunday)  I woke early and was up and
out at six. I walked round [crossed out] the [/crossed out] behind
the Chateau and climbed one of the