Around Streaky Bay
Today we bounded out of bed early to be ahead of the pack in the eternal fight for caravan park washing machines. G impressed with her strategy and cunning. As we approached the laundry she marched with purpose towards the washing line rather than the washing machine. Thinking she had lost her way just a little, I questioned. Apparently in this world of dog eat dog washing dramas, the truly experienced put their dirty sheets on the line first, thereby establishing occupation rights, but importantly stopping anyone else from having access to the line. Once the opposition is banished waiting impatiently, you merrily go about washing clothes with full knowledge you have a line or two available to dry them.
I saw the mean and nasty streak in my wife today. I believe a series called ‘Real housewives of caravanning Australia’ is airing soon with my darling G as the star.
After breakfast and a bit of exercise we grabbed Trev, Sue and Henry the travelling dog taking Panther on a drive around Streaky Bay. Ultimately we spun round the Westall Way Loop and the Cape Bauer Loop. Neither being long or arduous, we encountered a series of stunning beaches, spectacular cliffs and cracking rock pools.
One of the highlights was a visit to the Whistling Rocks and Blowholes. Simply, the cliffs we were standing on were undercut by multiple holes and channels that lead from the sea to the top of the cliffs. On a good day when big waves roll in, water spirts high into the air creating a water sprout. At the same time air being pushed up the channels in the cliff making a whistling sound. Reality is, on any day other than the perfect one, waves come in, a puff of water jumps a few inches into the air and the whistle sounds like a semi-silent beer fart. We arrived on any other day!!
Sometime between the travel loops we had a nice but cold pie at the local bakery. We will return one day soon when the ovens are turned on.
Our afternoon was spent consuming nibbles before a beach walk and chat to another Queensland couple who are now invited for tomorrows nibbles. All of us agreed that we are feeling the cold with the wind ripping through us like a quick dose of COVID. Hopefully tomorrow will be a bit warmer.
