Day 237
Tuesday
22 August 2017
Bonogin – Southport – Burleigh
A quiet day today thankfully. I slept much better and was
happy to read for an hour before getting up at 8am. We had breakfast and then
did a wander around the property saying hello to the horses. Spotty was a
little more adventurous today and looking for a scratch.
We said good morning to Scott and then took ourselves off on
a short walk through the forest just down the road. We entered the conservation
park and followed the well-worn path up the hill between the thick, but spindly
trees. Bird life was also numerous. Many little birds busily darted around us
from branch to branch or diving into the very low creek water for a quick bath.
We admired the peaceful surroundings then made the return
journey meeting Scott once again. We chatted briefly before heading to the shop
for a few bits and then following the signs towards “Natural Bridge” in
Sprinbrook National Park. Unfortunately we didn’t make it as the road was
closed. Apparently a number of bridges and roads were washed out when cyclone
Debbie went through and they are still running repairs.
We returned to the van, made up our lunch and then joined
Scott on his patio to eat and chat. It was a great way to spend the afternoon
but we were aware that we wanted to get out and head to the coast, as we needed
to find a dump point for our toilet.
We packed up the things we required and then headed to
Southport where we found a place to dump our loo. From this point we were able
to drive the Gold Coast strip. It really is another world. The skyline reminds
me of the photos you see of Dubai, massive concrete structures that sprout like
weeds all the way down the coast.
We drove the road that carves a path between the monoliths,
passing over the starting grid of the Gold Coast indi race. We eventually made
it to our intended destination, a brewery of course. Black Hops Brewery is our
100th beer venue. We settled in at the bar as Paul tried the beers
on offer before filling a couple of bottles to take with him and then we joined
the traffic to make it home.
Kirsty was home early and out in her horse arena working
with one of the horse when we got in. I stood back and watched her working as
the horse completed circles on her command.
Kirsty’s father, John, dropped in to say hi and we chatted
to him about our travels. He and Paul were able to chat motorbikes and we
recalled our trip on the Derwent Hunter in Airlie Beach, a boat he once owned.
After our conversation, we took off for a brief walk along the
main street to add some extra steps to the count. Scott passed us on the way as
he returned from the shop.
We didn’t walk too far before making our way back and
joining Scott and Kirsty out the back for a drink and a chat again. It wasn’t
long before the light was gone and the guitar came out, with Scott creating
some ambient background music as we chatted.
By 730pm though, it was time to head home and get dinner
done. After eating I had to send back a reply to The Crafty Pint online
magazine; Paul and I will feature as the Beer Nut of the month, answering a
plethora of questions.
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