Heading North

Today we said goodbye to our lovely campsite at Tathra and started to head north. We travelled a whole 100kms. 

We followed the quiet coastal road, which included quite a few narrow timber bridges.

 

The first stop on our agenda was “Foxgove Spires” garden at Tilba Tilba.

We first visited about twenty years ago, as it was quite famous at the time, featuring in magazines and gardening books and was an absolute picture. 

Unfortunately, since then it has changed and we were somewhat disappointed.  We understand that nothing stays the same,  but it had quite a neglected air about it this time.

 I do hope it’s fortunes change again for the better. 

By now it was getting close to lunch time and Narooma has a nice fish and chip shop, but first we have to drive past the only lighthouse we have seen so far, at the tourist  office.

Unfortunately, the fish and chip shop was closed today, so it was a simple lunch in the van by the waterside. 

We kept heading north to our destination for the next two nights, Tuross Heads. The reason?  It is a nice easy distance and the caravan park read well. When it said beachside sites it really meant it.  That is the beach right behind us. It is only a small park, so we were lucky to get such a good spot.

Once settled, we went for a bit of a walk. 

We were surprised when a wallaby hopped in front of us.  It was quite happy to pose for photos. 

One Tree Point is a famous local landmark. Unfortunately the original tree was vandalised and killed some years back and they have had to replant.   There are a lot of Norfolk pines in town, planted by the town’s founder.

It has great views to the north. 

And to the south. 

Not long after we arrived we heard that a little fishing boat had capsized last night and was beached around the corner from our campsite. We could see it from the lookout.  It is a twin hulled boat. 

By the time we ended up on the beach, we noticed that the boat had been righted and they were trying to refloat it.  Of course Mick had to get in and give a hand. 

Back in the water. Apparently there were two fellows in the boat.  One is fine, but one is still in hospital having nearly drowned. The boat was insured and has been written off, with salvage being too expensive.  The boat wreck has been given to the fellow who saved the drowning man, so here’s hoping he can get it up and running again.

The tide was well out and we noticed green stuff growing on the rocks,

Aren’t they weird. 

The park backs onto where the Tuross Lake enters the ocean, so there is quiet swimming as well as surf. We were surprised at how many people were swimming.

By now it was beer o’clock and the locals joined us. The rainbow lorikeets in particular are cheeky, jumping on you wanting a tit bit.

There are granite rocks leading down to the beach and as the afternoon drew to a close out came quite a few water dragons to sun themselves. They are lovely creatures. 

Mick went down for a fish, but we ended up having frittata for tea.  The fish just weren’t biting. 

We are looking forward to a lazy day tomorrow, having a look around the area and soaking up the views of the sea.