Day 112
Wednesday
19 April 2017 – Finished the book “Still Alice.” What a
great novel, covering such a sensitive topic. I will hunt down the movie to
compare the two.
Lakes Entrance -
When Paul awoke at 7.20am for a pee, he opened the door and
exclaimed, “it’s all foggy out here”. My response was “I suppose I will want to
take photos then.” And with that I was up and dressed and waiting for him to
return. In the meantime I took a few shots from our nearest waterfront point.
With Paul back we made our way out along the waterfront
staring into a bleak nothingness. Land visible yesterday was complete hidden
behind the curtain of white grey mist. People walked past us and disappeared
like apparitions. I had plenty of
opportunities to take photos marking this event.
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| This is the same jetty as below taken yesterday afternoon. |
We walked all the way to the info centre and instead of
returning along the North Arm we continued along the Cunninghame Arm that runs
parallel. By 8.30am we had completed the circuit and were back at the van, the
sun now attempting to burn off the shroud.
We had our breakfast and showers while I loaded the photos
and Paul rang a fishing charter business to see if he could get out this
afternoon, he would know later if they had the numbers. We then went off to see
Lyn and Lionel who were moving on this morning. We exchanged details and safe
travel sentiments and they were on their way.
The blue skies and beautiful day were now in full swing so
we wandered back into town to buy oysters for our dinner and then stopped in at
the local op shop where I picked up an old film canon SLR camera for $10. We
returned to the van to read and wait out the time before Paul heard about the
charter. I tried out the lens from the
camera on my one, but it didn’t register, bugger. Guess it will go on Ebay when
we return. Paul rang the charter company, unfortunately it was a no go, but he
was happy to take himself out fishing instead.
We had our lunch and then Paul dropped me at the movie
theatre in town so I could watch Beauty and the Beast while he went fishing at
the jetty. The theatre is also a squash court. There is only one screen and
when the movie is quiet you can hear voices in the foyer. Thankfully the sound
was cranked and it wasn’t noticeable during the film.
I really enjoyed the film and am glad I didn’t drag Paul
along as I can just imagine the looks I would have received. He was there waiting
for me in the car park when I emerged. He hadn’t caught dinner so when we
arrived back at the car we walked in to town for some fish. We checked the
Woolies and then on our way to the fish
monger passed a good deal at the local fish and chip shop and decided we could
come back for that later.
Back at the van, I took out the maps, caravan park info and
my phone, planning our next move. Tomorrow we head into the high country, we couldn’t
do it if it was winter and snowy, but we should be ok tomorrow.
We put our oysters together, cooked them and then ate them.
They were yum. I threw a salad together then we walked down to the fish and
chippy, ordered our feed and waited. It was busy so the wait was, I assume,
longer than usual. Once we had our parcel it was back to the van and ready to
tuck in to dinner proper.
The evening was spent reading and listening to music before
it was time to crawl into bed.
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