We had some time before going to the caves so we happily munched chip sandwiches while waiting. That's when we met Frankfurt. I actually dubbed him Franklin but Emily and Jenna refused to call him that and renamed him.
There was also a very, large bird avery to look at while we were waiting. The white cockatoos inside seemed enormous. We called one George and one Alfred. George seemed to have the nicest personality out of the two. Chirping joyfully, saying 'hello cocky!', 'bye bye!' and even giving Jenna a happy hi-five.
Alfred seemed to have a meaner spirit. He took some of the bread I was offering to George, and called out 'cracker!' when he saw me.
The caves were really nice inside. They were filled with stalactites and stalagmites and it was good to have a wander around.
Inside the caves
The only 'down' of the caves was the bat poop on the ceiling. I did feel a few wet sploches on my arm while in there. For now I can only hope it was an in-cave plumbing problem...