Back way to the beach

Instead of walking down the street to (or from) the beach, we often duck round the house and take the track in the reserve by the creek. Our neighbours have allowed their gardens to merge into the reserve, and the walk can be very pleasant. Near the end, we come to the wee bridge. Sometimes, a water dragon can be seen here (oddly, always only the one), but I haven't sighted him for a while. It happens, and he'll be back. He's a tricky fellow to stalk, but I hope before long to improve on previous efforts.