Thursday 19 September 2013 – In and around Ettalong

The day once again was sunny and became very warm during the day.  As we had nothing major planned for the day we had a pretty slow start, and after eating breakfast and doing the housework we sat outside for a while before going for a drive to Tascott to see if any of the Michael Hulls were home, but they weren’t.  We stopped on the way back and enjoyed the spectacle of Brisbane Water, the water itself sparkling blue and quite calm.

We had a look at Woy Woy, and picked up a couple of prescriptions which we are running low on, Grant got himself a dozen oysters, then we came back and had a cuppa and read for a while.  This idleness continued for a while after lunch when the wind sprang up and was quite strong. 

By then we decided that it was time to go for another drive, so we went north about twenty minutes to Terrigal – very pretty place, and again quite hilly.  We found a lookout and climbed up a heap of steps to get to it – and the view from the top was well worth the climb.  There was sea about two thirds of the way round the view, with the other third made up of luxurious looking homes hanging off the edge of the hills, with no doubt spectacular views from their wall to wall windows and decks.  There were a few men fishing off the rocks below, but none seemed to be pulling in any finny monsters.

A view of Terrigal from the lookout

About then I got a phone call from Bronwyn (Amanda’s sister in law) who had got our message and invited us for tea, so that was nice of her.  As we started the return drive to our camp we turned off the main road and went in to see Avoca Beach.  That was a sight to behold.  It is obviously a popular surfing beach, and my rough count revealed at least eighty surfers out in the bay hanging five and sometimes even hanging ten!  We sat out on a park bench and watched them for some time – in fact we only moved on because I started to get cool.

Again it was cuppa time when we got back at about twenty past five, so after a bit of message checking, etc, we got ourselves organised and went to Tascott to the Hulls, arriving there at about twenty to seven.  Michael got home from work about 45 minutes later, and we had tea without the kids as they were all off doing stuff.  Elise came home from work at about 8.30, her boyfriend Bennie came in later, and Olivia came home after dancing.  Teagan was out celebrating the end of year twelve so we didn’t see her.  We had a good catch up and left there at about half past nine.

Grant, Bennie, Bronwyn, Olivia, with Elise and Michael in front.

Now I’m catching up on my blogging, and Grant is very cleverly reading and snoring at the same time!  I wonder how much of the story he is reading is sinking in?