We got up, we had breakfast. We did a bit more settling in, and I dragged out my bag of old snorkelling gear from downstairs. Miraculously, my mask, fins, snorkel, and boots were absolutely fine after all those years - no perishing at all. We laid it all out on the deck to see what we had.
The plan was to go to the beach, even though we'd left it too late to beat the heat of the day. We found towels, got our stuff together (with the all-important GoPro), and I drove around the lake to Blacksmiths. We found a spot on the sand, laid out stuff, and headed for the water. It was surprisingly cold, and it took me a while to get in. It was fine in the water, though, and Christian documented all of it with the GoPro, including inappropriate extreme close-ups.
We sat down for a time, but went again soon after, and then set off for a walk along the shore to the breakwall so Christian could see the geography. There were people fishing off the breakwall on the beach side, and so Dad's suggestion of snorkelling would have been dangerous. We decided to walk around the back of the beach, and so went bush for a time. Eventually we were back on a path that looked inhabited, and Christian had a shower and we headed back to the car.
I drove on across the bridge into Swansea, and tried to find the lovely beachy places under the casuarinas that I'd swum in the past. And totally failed. We stopped at one place, and walked along the grass for a while. I drove on some more, and still couldn't find it. Damn my poor memory. (I can find it easily on the map now.) We turned back, and drove to Warners Bay. We withdrew some cash from the Perm, and as it was lunch time, we went to Bill's for some enormous burgers, chips, and milkshakes. Bad idea, as we were stupidly full.
[As far as we can remember, the rest of the day was spent relaxing at Coal Point, and editing photos. Can't remember what we had for dinner - probably a salad.]
The plan was to go to the beach, even though we'd left it too late to beat the heat of the day. We found towels, got our stuff together (with the all-important GoPro), and I drove around the lake to Blacksmiths. We found a spot on the sand, laid out stuff, and headed for the water. It was surprisingly cold, and it took me a while to get in. It was fine in the water, though, and Christian documented all of it with the GoPro, including inappropriate extreme close-ups.
We sat down for a time, but went again soon after, and then set off for a walk along the shore to the breakwall so Christian could see the geography. There were people fishing off the breakwall on the beach side, and so Dad's suggestion of snorkelling would have been dangerous. We decided to walk around the back of the beach, and so went bush for a time. Eventually we were back on a path that looked inhabited, and Christian had a shower and we headed back to the car.
I drove on across the bridge into Swansea, and tried to find the lovely beachy places under the casuarinas that I'd swum in the past. And totally failed. We stopped at one place, and walked along the grass for a while. I drove on some more, and still couldn't find it. Damn my poor memory. (I can find it easily on the map now.) We turned back, and drove to Warners Bay. We withdrew some cash from the Perm, and as it was lunch time, we went to Bill's for some enormous burgers, chips, and milkshakes. Bad idea, as we were stupidly full.
[As far as we can remember, the rest of the day was spent relaxing at Coal Point, and editing photos. Can't remember what we had for dinner - probably a salad.]
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