Day 304 –
Sunday
29 October –
We were awake early this morning for some reason, this gave
me a good opportunity to get stuck into my book. It is at the point where I
just want to get it finished, not because I cant put it down, but because I am
kind of over it. It isn’t that great.
When the clock struck 8am, Paul was up and off for a shower
and I wasn’t far behind him. I organised our breakfast and ate before heading
for a timed shower. Once back at the van, we packed up all we needed and made
our way north along the coast, heading for the seaside destination of
Ulladulla.
The drive was about 60km and took about an hour. We followed
the A1, Princes Hwy, through state forest where long skinny gums grew tall and
plentiful. The road itself was well policed and Paul had to keep the speed in
check, as you never knew what might be flashing around the corner. Thankfully,
we pulled into a car park next to Ulladulla wharf without incident.
We made our way out along the sea wall where we could check
out the bay and the marina. They use the large, three pronged concrete blocks
that when placed look like a giant game of jacks.
We walked up into the town, stopping in at the tourist
information centre to pick up a map and some ideas on things to see and do. We
were told about the markets at Mollymook Beach, so after wandering back through
the town, we returned to the car and made our way the couple of kms out of town
towards the beach.
The place was packed and we had to park up a side street not
that it really bothered us. We made our way around the market stalls, checking
out the various wares on offer, though nothing jumped out us, saying you must
buy me.
After completing a lap, we walked down to the beachfront and
followed the path along the top taking in the view of the white sandy beach and
the flat rocks where waves were crashing. It was the perfect day to be at the
beach.
We returned to the car and made our way back to Ulladulla
and out to Warden Head to check out the lighthouse and the view. The lighthouse
wasn’t glamorous like some we have seen and really needed a good lick of
British Paints but he rust lines added a little interest.
We stood at the first lookout hoping to see whales and
dolphins, but there were none to be seen. We then followed a walkway into the
bush, signposted by a lizard painted in an aboriginal motif. It turned out to
be a fitting indicator as there were plenty of skinks darting along the edges
and when we had made it to the lookout point, there was a very curious bearded
dragon happy for us to take a very close look.
After checking on the view, we made our way back through the
seaside scrub, sad to note how many banksia trees were dead. Once back in the
car, we were ready to head on to Cupitt Winery, brewery and kitchen for lunch.
We followed the winding track east of Ulladulla for a few
kms, ending up in a lush green valley with views of Lake Burrill The winery was
overrun with cars and people taking advantage of the gorgeous day. I thought it
would be difficult to do a review but as it turns out the brothers, Wally and
Tom, were both on hand and happy to chat.
We ordered pizzas for lunch and Paul got busy asking questions
before trying the beers. I was happy to sit outside and enjoy the warmth of the
sun and the view over the vineyard. It was a perfect Sunday.
When we were finished with our meal, we found Wally and Tom in
the brewery where we were shown around before returning to the cellar door so
Paul could try a couple of their bottled beers, ones he was looking forward to
and his face said it all when he drank them. I also knew that a few would be
coming home with us.
With a happy husband bundled into the car, I drove us to
McDonald Reserve to check out Lake Burrill. We parked and walked along the road
until we finally found an access point where we could get to the water’s edge.
We watched a guy strip off and go for a swim and others on boats enjoying
themselves. Paul rang Ian and Errol back home for a chat.
We then drove around to Burrill Beach where we parked once
again and made our way onto the beach. This spot was the meeting point for Lake
Burrill and the ocean and there was quite a strong current pushing through the
channel.
We walked out onto the flat rocks watching the water wash around
and were amazed at the number of blue bottles floating in the water. We became
quite wary of where to put our feet and what the water was washing over us.
I watched a Jack Russell enjoying the water, but became
concerned when he had to cross the channel to his owners. The dog was easily
swept away with the current, but he just continued to power along and
eventually dragged himself onto the beach before powering off in full run, no harm
done, phew!
We continued to walk along the beach and onto further flat
rocks where there were plenty of terns and seagulls sitting about. There were
plenty of blue bottles in this part too and as we walked back, Paul managed to
flick the tiniest part of a tentacle onto one of my fingers and there was
immediate stinging. It was a bit like eating a chilli, you don’t notice at
first but then the intensity heats up with time. Thankfully we had vinegar diluted
in our water bottles, so I splashed some on and it was soon relieved.
We then made our way to Dolphin Point where we stood at the
lookout facing south before following the path down the hill and onto the
beach. Paul spoke to Damon while we were there and then we retuned to car and
began our journey back to the van.
Once in, we were happy to rest up while I got stuck into the
photos I had neglected yesterday. Paul read for a bit, but was soon suggesting
another round of Putt Putt, so we took the club and played a round. I wasn’t doing
so well today, but in the end only lost by 1 shot.
When we returned to the van, we began organising dinner and
then ate. The evening seemed to slip away quite quickly, but before we called
it a night, Paul wanted to head out for a short walk. We only wandered across
the road to the small beach. We stood watching the rhythmic rise and fall of
the waves, listening to the sound of them as they reached the shore. It was
still quite warm and muggy outside so once we were back in the van the air con
went straight on and we finally crawled into bed.
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