The day is ending and the weary stockman leads his trusty friend along the ebbing tide home. It's that unique time of the year when the Robins Island riders muster their cattle from between the Islands at low tide. Getting the cattle safely across to green pastures takes skill, seasoned knowledge and a little bit of weatherly luck. But now the job is done, the noble steed has earned his rest and the stockman his respect.
Feel the cool wind swirl around us in salty ocean breeze, the days warmth is fading fast and the twilight hours linger out over the southern ocean. The sand constantly shifts and sieves under our feet and as we watch the weary duo head for home to the ceaseless rhythm of the frothy ocean waves..
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