Anchored here, on the western shore of Waupoos Island, I`m very aware of the sounds around me.
The island itself is basically one big sheep farm. There are 1400 sheep on the small island. The bleating and whining of the sheep is a loud symphony that goes on continually from morning to night. I`m sure I`ll never think of this anchorage without being reminded of this unusual, constant, pleasing sound.
We`ve heard the calling of the loons in the bay; the loud, beating helicopter wings of the swans above us; the cheery chirping of assorted happy birds on shore; and the splash of fish jumping all around us. We`re reminded of the fishermen in every bay as they start up their motors and move to new hunting grounds.
The saddest sound I heard here was that of a bird calling desperately as she dangled from the talons of a hawk swooping over the boat.
Tonight we are being entertained by the Canada Day fireworks that are crackling from the nearby marina and from the cottages around us.
This anchorage was alive with interesting and entertaining sounds and we`ve enjoyed the auditory feast!