Jervis Bay

Before leaving Berry, we thought we should have a look around the town. It’s full of cafes, expensive home furnishings shops and rather hippy crystals and tie-dyed clothes. There are a number of heritage buildings. The museum was very interesting.with lots of items from the last 250 years.

The “donut van” was doing a roaring trade even with a bank holiday surcharge added to the prices and a 15 minute wait to get the order filled. What idiots would pay inflated prices and wait 15 minutes for a food that will kill them? They were delicious 😋

We left there and drove south intending to go to Jarvis Bay. At the north end is honeymoon bay, this was to be our first stop and then we planned to work our way around the west side of the bay and end up on the south side . Unfortunately, the closest campsite we could find was the south end end of Jarvis Bay 😩. Oh well “all part of the adventure”.

Bordered is a National Park, so we have to be self contained for camping. In the rainforest/bush. The campsite is 100m from the beach which is a long sandy beach with a rocky point before the next sand beach.

We spent a few hours swimming and walking up to the next rocky point and back again before deciding that a cold beer on the rocks watching the sun go down was a good thing to do. We showered, changed, grabbed the beers and started walking down to the beach when we came across a 4ft snake on the path. The snake was absolutely motionless, so much so that we thought it might be dead. We also thought that “looking dead” may be a way of catching its prey, so we walked past and onto the beach.

There was no sunset as dark clouds had rolled in obscuring the sun. We went back into the bush, photographed some birds and returned to find that the dead snake had moved and was slithering off into a bush. Lucky we didn’t poke him to see if he was dead. Two people have said that he was a “harmless” carpet python.

We returned to Bertha, pulled together our dinner and went to one of the communal double BBQs to cook it. The BBQs are totally enclosed with gas heating a stainless steel plate. Both were being used so we sat and chatted to the people there. Bun gave two young girls (in their twenties) a tour of Bertha leaving their male partners to wonder where they’d gone to.

After dinner we found the site literally crawling with possums. We are quite pleased that we dont have any trees over us otherwise they’d be on the roof. They are very confident, one walked up to Bun and went to bite Bun’s knee!Läs mer