Day 200 - Sunday 16 July - Bowen

Day 200

Sunday

16 July 2017

Bowen

I don’t know what is going on at the moment but the body clock is set to 6.30am! Being awake that early just means laying in bed for longer and reading. We got ourselves out at 8 and ate breakfast thinking about how we would spend our day.

I found out from the office staff that a market was occurring down by the Queens Beach, so we made our way there in the car. It was quite busy, but we found a park on a side street and then had a wander around the markets stalls, picking up some cheap vege.

We returned the purchases to the car and then made our way along the shore of Queens Beach. I had stupidly left the SD card for my camera in the computer at home, so had to be satisfied with taking photos with the phone, grr.

We completed the length of the beach, happy to move back to the path to return as it was in the shade. We walked through the market once again before jumping in the car and driving around to Bowen Golf Club. We enquired about playing golf tomorrow morning and were told it was no problem.

We then took the long way around, winding our way back to the caravan park. Being such a glorious day, we thought it best to put our washing through, so we were off to the laundry on our return. We then walked over to the fishing marina where we stopped in at one of the fish wholesalers to pick up some oysters and prawns.

The washing was ready to be put out by the time we came back and then we could sit and relax in the van for a bit. I did some checking of caravan parks for Airlie Beach and booked into one for 5 days. We figured it was easier to phone ahead after having trouble finding somewhere here in Bowen. I then did some looking into day trips to Hamilton Island and snorkelling on the reef finding some of interest.

We had our lunch and then went for a wander into town looking for the IGA to buy bacon for our oyster dinner. We checked out streets we hadn’t yesterday and admired a few of the murals that dot the town.  

We worked up a sweat in the bright and warm sun, so when we returned I made my way to the pool to cool off, while Paul stayed put reading his book. I sat on the edge with my feet dangling, as the water was quite bracing. I did eventually slide in to sit on the sloping wall, but didn’t venture any further. 

After my 40min submersion, I returned to the van, just as Paul was emerging, dressed in his fishing gear. He took off in the car for the bridges passing over Magazine Creek while I sat back in the van enjoying the peace of the afternoon.

I eventually went for a shower and then watched new neighbours pull in beside us.

Paul returned empty handed, though he had had plenty of bites. We organised our dinner, oysters and prawns yum yum and then we went out for a walk, taking in the full length of the jetty. There were some fishermen out trying to catch something but they were all giving the same story, nothing biting.

We made our way back to the van to enjoy the cool evening breeze. I had a phone call from Cathy and we had a good gossip session and soon after it was time to head to bed.