RJ watches for dolphins on the fast ferry across to Rotto. LR was the first to spot them though!

As usual, the local quokkas were really happy to see us.

A lot of bike riding took place. This year we were on the busy street through the middle of Geordie Bay.

As always, Mom was looking great despite the rental bike helmet.

RJ's bike has suffered from a catastrophic mechanical failure, so we weren't able to get enough two-wheel practice in. We'll definitely have it sorted by next year.

The cool kids always sit at the back of the bus.

The ride back to the settlement from Geordie Bay is a very long one if you're in a bad mood.

Not content with simply riding around like a normal human being, this year LR started performing tricks -- no feet, no hands, and amazingly no crashes.

RJ took every opportunity to torment his poor teacher.

Living with a devious mastermind can be daunting, but we manage to keep him in line with massive amounts of tickling.

This year, the treasure hunt was for characters out of fairy tales. Some, like Jack here, were fun to find.

Others, like the disturbingly ugly step-sisters, were a little more daunting.

The witch was handing out lollies and candy, so she was much more approachable. Don't take things from strangers, kids!.... Yeah, right!

This year saw a surprising upset -- the kids beat the parents... again! RJ took off faster than anyone expected.

LR flies through the course with incredible speed and enthusiasm! Where on earth does she get such competitive spirit?

Oh yeah... I see now.

LR traded some 'magic beans' for Jack's hat and pet cow... Those 'magic beans' looked suspiciously like something that came from a quokka.

Just before we left, we did a tiny bit of fishing on some very feeble gear... and had great success! LR caught this pretty little wrasse.

LR and RJ sing the fishing song, "Heeere fishy fishy fish". We caught five different species of fish in about 30 minutes. Dad was kind of amazed.

RJ caught this feisty silver bream.

LR took this beautiful photo of the pelican that was eyeing our catch hungrily.

We caught a red-lipped morwong that swallowed the hook. We tried to be as careful as we could, but he was injured fairly badly. Rather than let him suffer... We fed him to the pelican! YAY! Nature wins again!

RJ and his mate C. go exploring the dunes while the grown-ups waste their time having boring grown-up conversations.

Mom leads the kids off to the Ulun Danu Beratan Temple!

Found it!

But it's guarded by lions... hungry lions... Careful M!

Look out, LR!

We'll ride the magic giant fish off to safety!

The sign said, "Beware of Giant Eagles", but did they listen? Oh nooooooo.... "No giant eagles around here," they said. Here's your freaken giant eagle, buddy.

"Spin us, Uncle Paul! As fast as you can!!!" ... The kids learned a valuable lesson that day.

Mom and P take M and RJ on a WILD ride on the swing.

On the way back down the mountain, we ran into our first tropical thunderstorm.

Rice paddies and farms on the side of the mountain.

On the way back to the villa, we stopped by this nice little coffee shack and tried their various coffees and teas, as well as the infamous, "Poo Coffee."

Poppa is awfully suspicious. In the background, you can see a big poster describing the process of feeding coffee berries to the lewaks, collecting their valuable coffee-bean-caffinated turds, and the washing that takes place before roasting and grinding the beans. They did mention washing the beans, didn't they? Lots and lots of washing?

No RJ! Don't eat that bit!!! Ha ha... Actually, the hot chocolate made from their own cocao beans was really fantastic.

Mom refused to try the crappy coffee, but did give the lemon tea a go... and it was actually great stuff. The kids loved it too.

After a long day, we went to the Potato Head Club to relax and have a great dinner. The place was extravagant, decadent and completely over the top... and we loved it. Aunty Bron, Uncle Troy and Poppa enjoy a drink while trying to get Shazam working on their phones.

Aunty Carrie, Grammy and Uncle Paul sit down for a cup of tea... Hang on a second, that's not tea in that pot!

Mom watched whle the kids had a brilliant time swimming and jumping around in the pool.

We even enjoyed a tiny, 2 minute sunset. There was so much cloud that the sky didn't really light up.

The kids kept swimming and playing into the night while our dinner was prepared.

Sophie checks out the menu... Yep, just about everything on there looks delicious.

Uncle Paul waits for Auntie Carrie at the bar... The place felt like a scene from a movie.

After dinner, LR and the other kids danced on the grass to the loud, thumping music, while Dad cheered them on.

PA. prepares to launch her sky-shooting glowie -- a tiny light on a pair of wings.

PA and RL stand at one of the entrances to Tanah Lot!

The entrance to Tanah Lot is filled with souvenir shops and markets. On the way through we spotted a fish massage where we stopped and each dipped our hand in for a moment. It's extremely unnerving having hundreds of fish attacking your skin and chewing away at it.

Uncle Paul had a lot in common with this guy.

Mom digs deep, waaaay deep, and channels her spiritual side.

That's the main temple, built on an island. It's one of seven sea temples built in a chain along the coast.

RJ, Mom and LR sit down for a quick break in the heat with the temple behind them.

RJ hangs out with his big stone buddy.

The temple floors were kept incredibly clean and shiny. The kids had great fun dancing and spinning around.

Silhouettes at one of the temples at Tanah Lot.

Looking further down the coast from Tanah Lot.

Ubud is a district full of markets, artists and artisans. We stopped in to this small shop that was packed to the rafters with colourful fabrics and quilts.

Mom spotted this quilt stitched with golden threads for our bed back home. It's light enough to use during the Australian summer.

The traffic is pretty crazy in Bali, with scooters and motorbikes taking up every spare inch of road that isn't full of cars and trucks. Grammy decided it was safer to stay where she was and Sophie kept her company.

Poppa stopped to get himself a hat, and probably paid way to much money for it. Bule's are terrible at haggling.

Dad actually trusted a random stranger to take a picture with his camera... Luckily nothing was broken!

Mom stops to admire one of the really detailed statues in the palace gardens in Ubud.

One of the statues in the palace gardens in Ubud.

PA. and LR LOVED the waterslides.

Uncle Troy and MS get ready for their wild ride.

Aunty Bron and PA come shooting out of the waterslide.

One of the brief moments when Dad was only getting attacked by a single child.

Mom and RJ get splashed at the base of the pyramid.

Cousin Sophie strikes a pose with the girls.