052. Week 9. Day 57. Saturday 9th May 2009. We are coastal people so visit new coastal locations and for me, revisit some childhood memories…

In case you missed the result – Australia won by a comfortable margin.
We meandered out of Batemans Bay with a list of little jobs I want sorted out before we get home.
Wash the bus. We are still carrying grit, grime and mud from Tassie.
Replace the bathroom door closing fitting.
Replace the grey water tank on/off tap. It is plastic and in the early days of this adventure it was hit by a stone and is half intact.
Investigate the flickering warning lights, although we have now had two days of travel without them flickering on.

A new mobile phone battery.

About 60 klms north of Batemans Bay we stop at Bawley Point.

A long time ago I had spent a week at Bawley Point and wanted to re-visit. Today the sun is shining, it is warm enough for shorts and a light breeze is blowing, almost an offshore breeze on the surf points around this area. There is a decent swell running with larger sets. As we arrive the sun is reflecting off the clear, clean water, the beaches are a golden colour and it is all so inviting. We stop and get down on the sand and get sand on our feet and feel the water, the sun on our faces and watch as a dozen or so kids are boogey boarding  off a point break. Further around the bay a large group of dive students are going through their lessons prior to entering the water. We have coffee while sitting in the bus and watching the surf through the windows. There are no facilities here but lots of no camping signs.We wandered through the coastal towns of Ulladulla, Mollymook and Milton. Well worth a look but I had somewhere else in mind.

Lake Conjola!
When I was ten or twelve my parents brought us here for camping trips. I remember the place with fondness. Right on the lake edge, long drop pit toilets, tank water and cold showers or warm sponge baths given by mum, tracks through the she oaks and climbing the nearby sand hills.The campground is still here although changed considerably. We can no longer camp on the lakes edge although we have a spot only 15 metres back with uninterrupted views.
The amenities block is modern, there are sealed roads but the she oaks are still here. The tracks through the sand hills are replaced by a board walk to the surf beach.We have a happy hour sitting on the waters edge and watching the sun set.
Magic!
Ah! Nostalgia! I am ten again and running around in my swimming costumes all day. Well, at least the bunch of ten year olds at a barbecue shelter are. They are celebrating a boys birthday and they all crowd around a lady handing out monstrous chunks of chocolate cake with drippy chocolate icing. Some things have not changed. All the kids have a chunk of chocolate cake in one hand and cans of Fanta in the other hand while trying to eat the cake they end up with icing over their faces.At night we can hear the surf lullaby while drifting off to sleep.

 

 

 

 

Boogey board on Bawley Point reef break.

Boogey board on Bawley Point reef break.

Bawley Point view from MH doorway.

Bawley Point view from MH doorway.

Fishermen love Lake Conjola.

Fishermen love Lake Conjola.

View of Lake Conjola from our back window.

View of Lake Conjola from our back window.

 

A face smothered in Lake Conjola nostalgia in the setting sun.

A face smothered in Lake Conjola nostalgia in the setting sun.

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