Still in the clutches of city-ness!
Coming down from the Blue Mountains we took the long route around the Hawkesbury River. We’d originally intended to stay there, but for a few reasons, including the mosquitoes in plague proportions, we decided to push on for the coast.
It was getting late, and The Entrance was nearby so off we went. Going through Gosford we kept waiting for all the built-up-ness to dwindle and for the little seaside village to emerge – but it didn’t! At this stage we were still very much getting used to just how populated and built up the NSW Coast is!
Found a funny little old caravan park stuck in the middle of suburbia but it was cheap and it suited us for a night or two, while we checked out all the famous surf spots nearby, like Avoca Beach.
We had a long surf at Soldiers Point, along with all the school holiday crowds. I (Nic) found all the lithe, tanned, 16 year old surfer chicks just a little intimidating. How DO they keep their string bikinis on whilst getting wiped out? Even in a tight rashie I end up with it around my ears, and my bathers all over the place. And they make it look so EASY while I wallow around in the whitewater, or tried to keep out of everyone’s way on the wee little waves.
We then spent a day in Newcastle, catching up with old friends of Tim’s parents. We had a lovely lakeside lunch with Bill and Jackie and Beth and Edgar which took up most of the afternoon. Edgar then showed us around Newcastle the next morning before we continued our trip north.
It was getting late, and The Entrance was nearby so off we went. Going through Gosford we kept waiting for all the built-up-ness to dwindle and for the little seaside village to emerge – but it didn’t! At this stage we were still very much getting used to just how populated and built up the NSW Coast is!
Found a funny little old caravan park stuck in the middle of suburbia but it was cheap and it suited us for a night or two, while we checked out all the famous surf spots nearby, like Avoca Beach.
We had a long surf at Soldiers Point, along with all the school holiday crowds. I (Nic) found all the lithe, tanned, 16 year old surfer chicks just a little intimidating. How DO they keep their string bikinis on whilst getting wiped out? Even in a tight rashie I end up with it around my ears, and my bathers all over the place. And they make it look so EASY while I wallow around in the whitewater, or tried to keep out of everyone’s way on the wee little waves.
We then spent a day in Newcastle, catching up with old friends of Tim’s parents. We had a lovely lakeside lunch with Bill and Jackie and Beth and Edgar which took up most of the afternoon. Edgar then showed us around Newcastle the next morning before we continued our trip north.
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