Pemberton

While I was in Pemberton I had so much fun. At the campsite there were loads of beautiful birds. There were parrots and ducks absolutely everywhere. In the morning we fed the ducks some bread but sometimes they got wildly vicious with each other because they wanted the food for themselves. There was this duck called Pegleg. He got named that because he was born with a broken leg. I felt so sorry for him. One morning the parrots came down and we fed them (as well as the vicious ducks). Dad told us to put the bread on our head so they would eat the bread of our heads and thats exactly what they did. It really hurt. At the end of the experience my hair looked like a birds nest (literally). The parrots never came back though because other families were also feeding them.

I also climbed up an enormous tree called the Gloucester Tree. You had to climb up these steel pegs that the people who built it hammered into the tree. In the olden days it was used as a fire lookout and they only had wooden pegs to put into the tree. It took over 100 steps to climb up the tree but when you got to the top you realised it was so worth it. The view reminded you of the movies where the looked over the tree tops of Africa. It was such an incredible experience to be standing 60 metres above the ground. Dad and Callam climbed the tree with me and Mum stayed on the ground trying hard not to watch. The Gloucester Tree is a Karri tree and can grow up to 90 metres tall. The area of Pemberton has a Karri forest national park. It also has large timber mill. In the olden days they could make a small house out of one tree for the timber mill workers.