So, my last day in Woolgoolga.

Don’t like this much.

We went for a wonderful walk along the lake towards the sea.
In magnificent sunshine.
The tide was coming in again so a bit too deep to wade across without getting clothes wet.
So we stood and played by our turquoise water spot.

This place is simply magnificent.
I know that I have said that so many times before but it simply is.
Everywhere you turn is sparkling water, beautiful crashing waves on miles and miles of pristine beach.
The caravan park is beautiful but old enough to have enormous character.

Slowly made our way back towards camp, up that wonderful old wooden walkway to the beautiful lawn and across the road to Bumper.

Very, very hard to describe what this last morning was like.
It had arrived.

I had totally packed up Tin Tin yesterday.
Everything that I don’t need is packed away.
And there is a lot I don’t need.

We had breakfast and I went to say goodbye to Barbara, the lovely lady by herself on the corner site.
We have become quite friendly over the weeks.
I cried.

Then went to say goodbye to Anna, Meagan’s friend’s parents.
And I cried.

The lovely shy man with the European accent and the little white dog came to say goodbye.
And I cried.
( He gave Emily a stem of wildflowers for her birthday.)

I took the toilet key back to the office.
Didn’t cry ... but I wanted to.

So many people said goodbye.
I almost wished I had never spoken to anyone while I was there.

Daryl and Martine came for a hug.
I cried.
They waved goodbye and left.

Packed the kayak in the van.
And it was time.

Huge hugs.
Lots of tears.
I don’t want to go.

Although, by this stage I knew I had to.
It was awful.
I waved goodbye out the window as I left the park
And could see Emily waving in the rear view mirror.

And then I was on the lake road that we had visualised as we sat in Bumper all those months ago out the front of my house in Berwick.
But I was driving away.

I rang Emily as I passed Bluebottles.
We were both OK.
And it was perfectly OK to be sad.
Xxxxxxxxxxxx

Waved goodbye to Woolgoolga
And Sandy Beach.
And I was on my way.

Good trip.
Stopped a the Service Centre outside Taree for petrol and a pie.
This is the Service Centre that 10 weeks ago, Bumper broke down near.
I said Hi to that spot and kept driving.

Onto Bulahdelah.
Arrive about 2.15pm.
I had heard rave reviews from friends of people in the Woopi Park.

It is a Stepford Park.
It is awful.
It has manicured lawns.
Enormous sites.
Some beautiful flower beds.
And not a tree to be seen.
And enormous concrete roads.
It also has a tennis court.
A pool.
It is a resort.
And no trees.
Not only are there no trees.
There are not any young trees anywhere.

Just van after van after van.
After van.

It is awful.
I am only here for the night so it doesn’t matter.
It’s new but not that new, not to have planted trees.
Add some character somewhere, please.

Haha. I don’t like it!

Onto Goulburn tomorrow.Read more