In a nice little group the kids explored the vast conglomerate rock shelf (that used to be the bed of the mouth of a massive trans-continental river apparently) which was dissected by veins of iron and contained more creatures than you could poke a stick at (which the group of mostly very curious boys tried to do!).
They were (mostly) effectively wrangled by Jeannie who was passionate about these animals and tried at every opportunity to educate the kids on why they should NOT step on them / stick fingers into them / take them home...It certainly sunk in for my boys who even got a bit preachy at times!
We got to study sea stars (NOT fish!) and sea hares (graceful and mesmerising blobs of jubey-ness), yell when we spotted big purple-clawed crabs, marvel at the sight of a cluster of sea-snail eggs in a rocky crevice and jump off little ("it looks big from up here!" )cliffs.
A beautiful spot which we plan on returning to for it's annual Whale Festival on the 1st June....