Warriwillah Cottages Byron Bay

... la bouche. Pour ce qui est de l’autre trou possible, j’avais tellement les fesses serrées, aucune chance d’infiltration. Mais comme un petit gars qui tombe de son vélo, j’ai toujours remonté sur ma planche et j’ai continué jusqu’à épuisement.

Par contre, j’ai quelques séquelles physiques de cette épreuve : les genoux éraflés à cause de la planche, une sérieuse entaille à l’orteil car j’ ...

... was raining but the surf was up! We put on our wetsuits and about 30 of us swam out to catch a wave. It must have looked pretty funny with all of these people in the water falling all over the place. We both managed to get up on our boards a few times which was good. It's hard but addiciting, we want to go again! On the drive from surf camp we were able to see some kangaroos from the side of the road, but they are too ...

... on our way to Brisbane (where we flew out of the next day)
Again the weather was poor so it was just a quick stop to say we saw it-we ventured onto the famous beach there with the skyscrappers overlooking it-it did seem a cool beach and would be savage on a good day-the rest of Surfers seemd to be all bars and shops-we ahd a quick stroll around and took some pics before heading back to our Colleen and driving onto Brisbane.
We just made Brisbane in time before ...

... whales splashing about. We have done Yoga and stretched our bodies! We have had a massage, we have done hot stones (Max has been banned from this activity since burning Trudy's back!!) chrakras and even visited a real life Crystal castle!! Which was all twinkly and very relaxing. Didn't see any fairies or angles but we are sure they were there!
We have found the local services club where we frequent for good, cheap tucker ...

... now.

Noosa is beautiful, not really a backpackers place, expensive shops and restaurants and they put the hostel a 20 min walk out of town, keep the rif raf away, ha, ha! It is full of gorgeous beach houses on the river with jetty's for their speed boats. The hostel is nice, imaginatively called Noosa Backpackers, it has it's own bar and pool and free surf board and kayak hire. We do some more surfing, I got up twice, I think I actually prefer doing the whole sat in ...

... her contempt of my fitness. But once she had recovered from what to her was a marathon run she was rewarded with the views from the light house that I had already enjoyed once this morning.

I confess to taking a slight detour on the way back through a rain forest adding another two kilometres to the walk back to her hotel, and I don't think this is an appropriate forum to type her sentiments once she had caught onto my game.

Byron ...

... to places like Byron Bay are still nurturing their hangovers in Surfers. We're in different hostels. I booked a private room off a dorm in my hostel - though the further south I go the private rooms are becoming pricy - even in the hostels - so from now I'll be dorming it. Not in this dorm, however. Entering the dorm to get to the room, I'm met with what looks like a massive overflowing laundry basket - a cocktail of Swedish over and underwear ...

... There were a lot of clouds in the sky, but every now and then the sun appeared which was perfect for some good pictures. After a stop for breakfast in town I continued towards the other side of the beach, where the waves seemed perfect for surfing and where it was therefore very busy. All the cliche images from the books were there; little vans in all sorts of colors parked everywhere, surfboards on the roof and suntanned people in them ...

Thursday 26 February, 7.49pm, Nimbin Rox YHA Okay. When Noj called me bourgeouis for wanting wireless in hostels, perhaps he had a point. (I still think it's a perfectly reasonable request, but I guess it's understandable that not every hostel will have it.) But when a place can't even offer basic hygiene... sorry, but for there to be a dead wasp and spider nestling merrily in its web on the shower curtain (the curtain ...

... to a certain destination on the coast. We eventually got back to the main highway and as it had started raining we headed rapidly down south to Byron Bay. Here we met up with daughter and son in law, who were staying in the "Love Shack", a camper van so beloved of Australians, who dont mind driving for hours to get to a decent beach and then camp. Not my style so we stayed in a motel. It would not have been my first choice but as it was a weekend and Australia day was on the Monday ...