Day 182
Wednesday
28 June 2017 – Can’t believe we have been on the road for 6
months already!
Port Douglas – Wonga Beach – Cooya Beach
Our last day in this paradise and it started with a lay in.
I happily read while Paul continued to doze. I eventually got out at 8.30 and
Paul soon followed suit. We had breakfast and then determine how we would spend
our day, first port of call was town so that Paul could find a hairdresser and
return his coiffured locks to something other than those resembling a woolly
mammoth.
I took the opportunity to do some browsing, returning to a
clothing boutique in which I had spied a cute jumpsuit. Once I had tried it on
and decided I had to have it, I paid and then spent time chatting to the owner
who had spent 12 months travelling OZ 3 years ago.
Paul eventually located me and we continued our clothes
shopping buying him a Port Douglas t-shirt that had tickled our fancy. We made
our way to Coles and picked a few bits before returning to the car and home to
stash our goodies, make lunch and then head out again.
We drove north to Wonga Beach about 30min away. We drove
through the rabbit warren of streets to finally find beachside parking. Thongs
slipped off at the path, we were off to walk the sandy beach while watching the
water twinkle under the sunlight. There was plenty or coral and shells washed
up along the shoreline, some took my fancy and I collected bits in the half
shell of an open coconut, using them as props to take some photos.
We made it back to our starting spot, grabbed our lunch bag
and chairs and set up for our lunch on the beach. What a way to spend the afternoon. It was
just perfect. I rang home to get an update on things back there and then we
packed up and drove on.
We stopped briefly at a jetty, from here you could see just
how close the road is to the beach side. We made our way through Mossman, doing
a quick tour of the streets and then we followed Bonnie Doon Road to Cooya
Beach. We parked under the canopy of an impressive tree and then made our way
to the beach.
This beach was completely different to others we have walked,
the sand very gritty and spongy and the water full of plant matter. Mangrove
plants had also taken a hold.
We watched a tour group walking in the shallows with spears
chasing mud crabs with their Aboriginal guide.
Not liking the walking we returned quickly to the car and then back to
the van for a relaxing afternoon.
We had seen that one of the restaurants on the inlet did a
hand feeding of a large groper at 5pm, so we made our way in to town at 4.30pm,
parked and then walked to The Inlet Restaurant. We ordered drinks and then
found a place to stand on the deck and enjoy the late afternoon.
At 5pm a worker came out with tuna fish frames, tied them to
a rope and began dangling them in the water. We did eventually have a sighting
of George, tail swishing in the water, but he wasn’t interested in the delights
they had on offer.
The tempting finished 15min later and we made our way out of
the establishment and back to the marina to check out the market stalls just as
they were packing away. From here we walked up into the heart of town to find
the ice cream shop for a pre-dinner dessert and boy it was good. We walked as
we ate, slowly making our way back to the car and then ultimately home again,
ready to start dinner.
Following dinner, it was our quiet time to read and enjoy
the music the Ipod was churning out before finally heading to bed.
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