Is that a feral pig?

We left Carpenters Rocks and after a pit stop for caffeine we were on our way to Portland, a small town with a huge smelter! We found this out partly because you can't miss it but also partly because we nearly drove into it owing to my poor navigation. So a stop in the tourist Info's is a must in every town, if only to get a better map and at Portland, we discovered the existence of free showers AND free camping, though not in the same place but still, really useful! The campsite in question currently ranks as top after nearly two months on the road: Narrawong Forest reserve. The first night we spent, it was rainy and cold but even so we spotted a few wild wallabies approaching the picnic areas. One even had a joey in her pouch! While they were cautious, they did come incredibly close and it was amazing.
The next day, we drove along the coast to Cape Bridgewater to see the blowholes and the petrified forest. Not so much a petrified forest as rock formations caused by erosion that leave trunk like structures on the cliff top. It really does look as though some trees have turned to stone, hence the name. Unfortunately, the tide wasn't right for the blow holes and it was incredibly windy so we didn't hang around (don't worry Mum, there was a guard rail at the edge of the cliff). We did however head down to the wonderful beach cafe for fish and chips, or nachos in Tom's case. Another stop in Portland on the way back to the Narrawong forest where we camped for the second night and thankfully this time it wasn't raining. While preparing the car for the night and our food we heard the most bizarre sound. To me, it sounded like a warthog or pig and having read about feral pigs in the paper, I was half expecting one to run out of the bushes at us. Tom decided to investigate despite my insistence that I couldn't bear to ring his mum to tell her he'd been attacked by a pig. Of all the dangerous things in Australia and it's a pig that gets you! Well, needless to say a pig it was not. The source of the sound (described as similar to a motorbike by another camper) was located in the trees after some carefully aimed deterrents were fired in Tom's general direction (Poo in other words). It was a wild koala! To hear what it sounded like, check out this video. It's good to know what the sound is though, so we know if there is a koala nearby, not a feral pig though. Hopefully we won't be finding out what they sound like anytime soon. We think he was getting annoyed at the other campers heading past him to the loo every few minutes, keeping him awake. That same evening, we saw the beautiful wallaby with her joey a few more times, even passing really very close to us at one point. The final reason we loved camping at Narrawong forest was that as it got dark, we saw thousands of glow worms in the trees. Quite magical which appropriately takes us to our next stop, Port Fairy.
xAnnie