Wow...the days are just slipping by. We have moved towns and are now in Broulee which is just south of Bateman's Bay. A really lovely little seaside place with a delightful beach (actually, a few delightful beaches) which are great for the kids and the kids at heart. This place sort of reminds me of Seaford or Inverloch in the 70's before they were either commercialised or overrun by the masses. No doubt it is bedlam here during the summer period, but for now, it is just bliss.
But let me recap the days we have lived through....
After experiencing Magic Mountain, we looked for a quieter day and travelled to Eden to visit the Killer Whale Museum (day 6). Both Mark and I had been here before on our way back from the Sydney Olympics and nothing much has changed in the ensuing 10 years or so. But both Tom and Biddy liked it and it got them out and about.
Day 7 and we took the kids to a place called Oaklands which is sort of a mish-mash of a number of things. It is first and foremost a nursery, but there is a cafe, an antique/old wares store, a animal nursery and a function centre. It was very much like the place we visited in Darwin that had the huge dinosaur statues. It is hugely popular; there were always heaps of cars in the carpark every time we drove past. We had a poke around the sales areas and had a spot of lunch. We then took the kids down to the animal nursery for a look. Whilst it was a bit hobbled together with haytwine and boards and looked rather worse for wear, I think it was one of the best animal nurseries I have ever been to. Why? Because the kids could touch the animals, the chooks and ducks were just wandering around, there were pony rides for the kids (which of course Biddy spotted in a flash!) and there was a great array of animals to looks at. Funnily enough, there were no cows or calves, only some crossbred longhorn steers that wouldn't look at you! But there were puppies (a big hit with everyone), cats, the aforementioned chooks and ducks, rabbits (and I think there was a rogue wild one in there), a goat, alpacas, a pig, horses, guinea pigs, a Shetland pony with a foal and I'm sure there were more but I can't think.
After the obligatory pony ride (yes.....I am 99% sure Biddy will get one soon), we then took the kids to a place called Top Fun back in Merimbula. It is sort of a pinball/video arcade but there is also laser games, mini golf and ten pin bowling. We all had a go at mini golf and bowling before throwing our money away on the arcade games. The twist with this place was that when you played the arcade games, depending on your score, you received tickets (this was also true for getting strikes and spares in bowling). The tickets could then be redeemed for prizes at the end of your session depending on how many tickets you had. We didn't get nearly enough for anything good, but the kids (and us) had a great time.
Now this next bit might sound like a true fisherman's tale, but I assure you, it is TRUE. Looking to waste a bit of time before dinner, I persuaded Mark to join Tom and I on the jetty for a quick fish. Mark was a bit reluctant and the girls got bored very quickly. However there were plenty of nibbles and that kept both Mark and Tom interested. Biddy needed to go to the toilet (not sure whether it is a novelty to go in strange place or whether she really needs to go), so off I went with her. On my way back, I spy Mark FRANTICALLY waving at me to come quickly. I suspected he had caught something. When I got there, it turns out he had caught a flathead, ably assisted by Tom, but the 2 of them had no idea what it was or what to do with it, so it was just flopping about the place. I took out the hook and put it in the bucket with the intention of keeping it. But, we had just decided on having takeaway for our last night in Merimbula and it would have meant gutting and filleting it and that meant WORK for ME. So I returned it. At once, Biddy burst into tears as she wanted to keep it. I don't think she realised that it would be dead though if we did. At any rate, it was a common flatty and was about 35cm, which is probably on the smallish side, but a decent fish for Mark's FIRST EVER CATCH. The only catch....we didn't have a camera so we didn't record the occasion. Of course, the size of the fish will grow with the retelling of the story by Mark, but what I have said is the truth!
Packing up the next day (now day 8), we headed to Broulee, about 150kms north. We stopped at Bega just before lunch to show the kids the Bega Historical Centre. They we just happy to get out of the car and run amok, but Biddy was particularly interested in milking the statue cows on display!
Maybe this is how you get higher production?!
We then stopped in Narooma for lunch down at the foreshore. We were just getting ready to pack up when Tom spots what he thinks was an invasion of bugs on the low tide sand. What it actually was, was crabs. Tiny little blue crabs. I don't know exactly what they were but there were THOUSANDS of them. The pictures we took do no justice to them, hopefully the video we took will be better. But there were just so many that you could hear the sand moving with them. The kids thought they were great.
Now in Broulee (day 9), we have a beach entrance from the caravan park and the water is about 22 degrees. Once you are in, it is quite ok. Nonetheless, we bought a wetsuit for both Mark and Tom and some boogie boards as well. We figured that Tom's wetsuit will be passed down to the girls in time so the expense was worth it. And Mark's....well, without it there was little chance of him getting wet, so again, a good purchase!
Biddy was having a fine time until she got dumped by a huge wave and that ended her day in the water, although she was happy to play in the sand. Bella was happy to eat the sand! I'm sure I'm going to see that come out the other end in the next day or so!
Of course, you have to have the obligatory sand burial pictures!