For no particular reason, for the first time this trip we left the aircon on last night.
Neighbours arrived late yesterday afternoon in long single axle Bailey Pegeant caravan. Its an older van and very euro looking. The small sites place their van very close to us, where our car should normally be parked
The van is low, they have 5 kids and no aircon. Ross is up at 6am, all their windows and curtains are open and the windows are lower than eye height. Ross had to reverse out of the van, and walk backwards out of camp to go to the toilet and to avoid looking inside their van
Absent from camp for 3 min and taking in the scenery in the wander back Ross completely forgot about our neighbours and walk straight past. It’s a strange, very uncomfortable position, bit like a car accident … very difficult not to look.
We were booked into Eden for 4 nights, and were only here because it takes dogs, and maybe has some holidaying kids for Daniel. When we arrived we discovered the balance of the booking had not been paid, so we opted to cut the by a night, leave here early and find a river somewhere to camp before heading to Mallacoota
When we arrived in Eden Old Mother Hubbard’s cupboards and fridge were completely bare so it was off into town to restock. It was a pleasant pricing structure after those thieving arseholes at the Bawley Point IGA.
Back to camp, groceries packed and Ross and Barb went for a walk as the temperature was rising quickly. Walking along the highway was ill-advised by the caravan park staff and he suggested driving the 2km to Quarantine Bay and following the Bundian Way Aboriginal Story Trail.
We parked the car at Quarantine Bay but struggled to find the poorly signed hike trail. A kinda best guess located a formed trail and we eventually found some reassuring signs.
Along its path there were a number blank info boards which we assumed were originally to provide the story before they either either lost interest, or discovered there is no story.
The views across the top of the ridges is cool, and the water very very clear
We got momentarily lost a few times along the path, but managed to find the end which was at Cocora Beach. A very long, steep hill led a couple of kms out of Cocora Beach up to the highway. By the time they reached the top in the heat they were both nackered.
Timber Workers National Memorial … (includes MDF, chipboard and laminates). Worshipping true heros.
Huh … what aboriginal story ????
Lot and lots of steps
Ross and Barb then walked the highway into town and chanced across the local Quintrex boat dealer. Ross decided to wander in and have a look. A long, informative and very tempting conversation was had about a brand new 12ft tinnie and 9.8hp engine, which is able to be rooftopped on the car.
Back at camp for breakfast and off to the calm bay beach for a swim with Max. There was a large passenger ship in the bay for a passenger shore visit.
Caravan park along the beach
A small area of beach amongst the rocks at the south point. Although Max goes in the water we’re beginning to think it looks like he could be the only dog that cant instinctively swim.
Max makes no real adequate effort to swim even when Ross held him neck deep in water. He just kinda flopped and slowly moved his legs
Ross and Daniel with the cruise ship on the horizon
Max has already seen the beach and the water before the photo and is very, very keen to get into it
7pm the temperature drop a bit as a thunder storm started to roll across. Bit of lightning and a few large cracks of thunder, Ross and Barb are sitting outside watching the news and tennis and the rain starts falling. Theres no wind and the rain will be short lived with the storm skirting around us
The camp behind us is a mass of families and tents and theyre all running around zipping stuff up and moving things under the gazebos
F$%k …. right as we type a huge bolt of lightning and massive thump of thunder right above us scared the freak’en shit out of both Ross and Barb, and Max jumped of the ground.
Max is generally not bothered by either thunder or fireworks, which is good.
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