A very dear friend and fellow blogger has just shared a post on her experience of holidaying on Kangaroo Island just as the bushfire disaster was unfolding. The previous week Rosemary posted about the start of her holiday on the island; it was lovely to read and it made me feel as if I was there with her, experiencing the island first-hand.
We used to live about an hours drive from the ferry terminal that would have taken us over to this paradise island but in the 11 years we were there, we didn’t once make the trip. We always made the excuse that it was too expensive; “we could be spending that money on an overseas trip” we’d say, so Kangaroo Island was just a beautiful destination that stayed at arm’s length. What an oversight that was on our part and now we will never experience the former glory of Flinders Chase National Park now that it has been decimated along with the habitat of a huge proportion of the island’s wildlife.
I am filled with sadness and huge regret that I missed the opportunity to visit one of Australia’s natural wonders in its absolute prime, knowing that it probably won’t recover to it’s former glory for a very long time. I read Rosemary’s last post on the unfolding bushfire wondering the fate of the animals whose path’s she crossed, knowing that it would not be a good outcome.
I wanted to share this poignant post with you, just so you have a sense of what it was like to be on Kangaroo island and to experience some of the wonderful wildlife which called Flinders Chase National Park their home.