Fun exploring day...

Walked the beach into Woolgoolga to have breakfast.
Beautiful sunny day.
Were expecting more rain but it appears to have passed over us.
Lovely breakfast in our favourite cafe.
Sat in their outdoor section, on the “Stage” no less.
However, it may be that a large cooked breakfast is not for us anymore.
We usually have fruit and orange juice when we are at camp.
Sometimes avocado on toast.
Walking back along the beach both felt slightly overdone.
And lethargic.

Hard to get moving again.
But I wanted to see a Red Rocks.
Fixed my phone holder to a part of the dash so I can see the phone again.
(Supaglued it next to the speedometer.... there was a blank spot there. Not the phone, the magnetic phone holder thing.)
Worked well.
Packed things away in a Tin Tin and off we went.
I drove.

Very small town Red Rocks, about 25 minutes away.
Magnificent park right next to the water.
It was another river meeting the sea.
Sandbars, crystal clear water.
People swimming, picnicking, boating....
Just beautiful.
But I wanted to see the red rocks.
Asked a local... off we went again.
“Straight ahead”, she said.
But straight ahead was a caravan park.
It can’t be through there.
So we did a complete circle round the tiny town.... back to the caravan park.
Meanwhile the lady was waving us on..... that way, that way.
So we drove through the caravan park to get to the red rocks beach.

It’s not often you drive through a caravan park to get to the car park by the sea.

Wandered the trail.
Came to a beautiful little cove with some red rocks.
It was stunning, but slightly underwhelming.
We walked, paddled... it was a beautiful tiny cove.

Feeling slightly hard done by, we were about to leave and that same lady was on the beach with her husband and little daughter.
Turns out she had grown up there and was back visiting.
She pointed us in the direction of a track up to a look out.
“Why not?” we thought.

WOW!
WOW!
WOW!

This is why Daryl said to go to Red Rocks.

Amazing beaches in both directions.
Amazing, huge red rock cliffs and pounding waves.
You could see where the river met the sea.
You could see for miles and miles and miles.

And we saw a small shark .... heading for the river mouth.Read more