Yesterday Judy went off to housie at the bowlo but came back empty handed, not even a half-chicken to show for her efforts. I took myself back up to Nelson Beach where I was reward with an hour of bright sunshine. As soon as you step onto the beach the wind hits you in the face and you just want to turn around and get back to the car. Not I. I could see that from the angle of the wind that if I walked down to the southern end of the beach, I might just be sheltered from the wind by the headland. About halfway down, the wind ceased due to the headland and I spent a very pleasant hour laying in the sunshine on the finest white sand I have seen for some time, the type that squeaks as you walk on it. Ah, bliss!
After lunch and a rest, we picked up the bats and had a game of table tennis. I thought I was finally going to win a game, leading by six, but no, Houdini escaped again winning 21/19. Just to be sure she did it again. Rats!
Being a Friday night, we thought we might walk back around to the club and have a drink while waiting for our raffle tickets to bear fruit. Sadly, we didn't win any of the meat trays or the seafood platter. We stayed for dinner though and had a nice smallish pizza for not a lot of cash. We spoiled the meal with chocolate pudding that wasn't quite cooked. Don't you hate it when you've had a lovely time and a nice meal and then the last thing spoils it? I took the black coffee cure and we spent a few more minutes finishing the giant crossword in the Seniors (ok ok we know already) newspaper. We didn't quite finish it; we missed 'ill, sickly' which we put in as 'spewy' and something about an arab nobleman or something which we thought should be 'emir' but as it had 5 letters, we just glossed over it.
Today I got up a bit earlier than I have been and walked up the 10,000 steps, over the hill, down to the wharf, up around the headland, through the cemetery and ended at the newsagent, which was at least now open, but no newspapers until sometime later. Undaunted, I went to the little supermarket and got some strawberry jam, walked back over the hill and down along our street, stopping at the bakery to get Judy a hot croissant.
A run up to Bega seemed like a good idea and we got there late enough to see all the Main Street shops close (isn't that quaint - the shops still close for the weekend at noon on Saturday). Luckily for Judy, the big shops, which are out the back of the main street shops, are open all the time and she went on a bit of a spree and even bought yet-another-bunch of fishing lures. I'm convinced they only catch fisher persons, not actual fish. We have taken to eating lunch at McDonalds more often that in the past, namely because I like the chicken wraps and the coffee is always good, and it's pretty damn cheap compared to street cafes.
From Bega, I, as the navigator, was saying nothing and we ended up on the Merimbula Road instead of the Tathra road, which was quite ok by both of us. We headed for the Merimbula Wharf, where i used to go diving, to test out the new lures. Lookout fish!
They had nothing to worry about and we packed our fisho stuff and went wandering about Merimbula, ending up walking along Fish Pen Road. No, that's really what its called. At the end is the most delightful safe and shallow beach for kiddies to paddle about in, just around from the big beach.
Finally we headed for home but stopped to look at Tura Beach Estate, which was new and quite empty when i used to do the aforementioned scuba diving, but which is now built out. Of interest is that most of the blocks are multiple occupancy, I wonder if the developer had that in mind?
Anyhow, I took some snaps, here is a few for your viewing pleasure:
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| Judy eyeing off the fish with her new lure. Merimbula Wharf NSW |
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| Still smiling, despite the rotten fish. Merimbula Wharf NSW |
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| I used to Scuba dive right of these rocks. Merimbula Wharf NSW |
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| Look at the light dancing on the water. Merimbula Wharf NSW |
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| Not sure what they're trying to catch. Merimbula Wharf NSW |
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| Well, you just had to take it, didn't you? Fish Pen Road, Merimbula NSW |
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| These pelicans have been perched here too long! Merimbula NSW |
