Day 206 - Saturday 22 July - Hanging in Airlie

Day 206

Saturday

22 July 2017

Proserpine – Airlie Beach

Yesterday’s early call and long day caught up with me this morning, waking but still feeling foggy. Our caravan park is next door to the little plane airport that takes up skydivers and people interested in seeing the reef from above, read lots of dough, and they start up at 7am, so I was awake with the first departure.

Not being able to ignore the growl and rumble of engines, I stayed in bed reading until 8.30am, getting our when Paul returned from his shower. I went for mine, but it didn’t help shift the daze I was walking around in.

Paul suggested we head out to Proserpine for a round of golf, so he rang, booking a 10am tee time and then bundled me in the car, I took the opportunity to keep my eyes shut for a further 30min, it wasn’t long enough.

We pulled in on at 10am, sorted clubs, paid the club pro and then made our way out on to the first. The morning was fine and warm but there was a bit of a breeze that would play havoc with high-flying balls.

The course was quite busy and we soon reached the group of four in front who were happy to let us play through thankfully. It would have been a slow round if we had to wait behind them. As it was we were all done by 11.30am.

We returned to the car and headed in the direction of home, stopping for fuel and then in Airlie. We decided to have one of the cheap pub lunches we had seen advertised previously. We put in our order, enjoyed our complimentary drink and then ate our meal all the while watching feral kids run around.

We did a quick stop at Woollies and then it was on to the park for a restful afternoon spent reading and going through yesterday’s photos. Paul was asleep on the bed not long after taking his book to read, I could have done the same, but wanted to power through the backlog of bits I had.

At 3.30pm we returned to the Woollies car park and then wandered down to Denman Beer café to enjoy an afternoon cocktail in the sun and for Paul to purchase one of the t-shirts they had on offer. We were glad the “Wolfpack” bucks boys vacated as we arrived.

After enjoying the drinks we stopped again at Woollies and then drove to Shingley Beach where we walked the high road pedestrian path through the houses on the hill that had great views but also obvious repairs being completed.

We rounded out via Coral Sea Resort and through the Abell Point Marina before making it back to the car and watching two wedding trucks pull up.

Once back at the van, Paul put the car on the trailer and I organised our dinner while also loading photos.  The two-man band was back playing in the park, but we opted to eat in and take it easy with the past few days catching up on us.