Mar 23, 2007

Awakening Au Naturel

Stone Washed The night was a little fitful... Eloise had a room to herself (posh eh) and we brought in the camp chairs so the dogs could sleep on them rather than our air mattress.

Somehow some mozzies had managed to get into the tent with us so we tried to hunt them down, which wasn't that easy, though I managed one definite confirmed kill. However mysterious buzzings continued.

Sleep came eventually, despite the threatening buzzings, and I remember waking up, hot and sticky, to slight rain. And again, with no covers and a dog shaped lump next to me. And again, with another dog shaped lump next to my feet. Eloise called for her dad in the still watches of the night but subsided.

We woke at around 9am and rather than go out and have to return to disassemble the palace, we took the tent down and packed up in 40 minutes then went to the camp kitchen to get breakfast together. We were noticing our bites somewhat, and wondering how long they would take to come up. The Mozzie-free clearly hadn't worked as we had hoped.

We made it down to the beach at around 11 and climbed down the stairs and I was concerned to see that the botom of the staircase was consumed by roiling surf. The surf retreated to reveal sand before swishing back up a few seconds later. The others didn't seem bothered though and we got down onto the beach and walked up it, reckoning the tide to be going out.

There is a large outcrop of rocks there and we had fun climbing over them whilst avoiding the sea. Tiny had an unfortunate incident where a wave got her in between two rocks, and she wasn't very happy after that, but she recovered and was soon rock hopping again.

After the rocks had been surmounted, the beach stretched out for miles before us. We hoped to get to see the Coloured Sands, but didn't make it that far; Eloise for tired and Nicole was worn out too with carrying Squeaky, they found a little cave under the cliff and sat in there resting before we decided, as the heat continued to build, to head back and call in at Tin Can Bay to see what was going on there.

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