A Day of Adventure
I’ve been looking forward to getting outside in the fresh air after being wrapped up in protective cotton wool for the last three weeks. And where better than one of my favourite places. The grey clouds overhead look ominous, but we head off none the less.
Our first stop is a nice little beach looking out upon the mountain range that forms the backdrop to this entire National Park. We find a spiny little sea urchin washed up on the sand, which Yvette wants to take home.
Our next stop is a beautiful secluded little cove. A calm swell drives the waves gently in, and we sit down for several minutes to relax. We come across a big fat Pacific Seastar lying on the rocks – I hope it shrivels up out of the water, the little buggers have invaded Australia and are destroying our ocean habitats!
Next we head upon a short walk to get to a hidden bay. The walk is a little strenuous, as it heads up a cliff, and Yvette insists on leading the way. She sets off at snail’s pace, wary of allowing me to over-exert myself. At the rate we’re walking, I’m more likely to fall asleep! After a lot of time, but not much effort, we reach the bay, and it’s wonderful.
A big rock sits near the waters edge, with its mouth wide open as if it’s giving us all a warm welcome. The water itself is crystal clear, and a forest of kelp lines the foreshore and beyond. A wonderful place to go for a snorkel. A couple of young girls hop into the water, and let us know loud and clear just how cold the water is however!
We climb up the cliffside to find the next bay. It’s a little bit steep, so Yvette insists upon stopping every few meters. It’s probably justified this time, I think mom would be frantic if she saw me now! On our journey we come across an unusual tree, bearing ghostly faces upon its branches. We make it halfway up, when the sun bursts out from behind the clouds for the first time today. Yvette enjoys the sudden warmth so much that she immediately lies down to sunbake on the rockface. I’m left alone to admire the stunning view – the beautiful light blue ocean crashing against fire-red cliffs. The rocky landscape provides a wonderful backdrop to the bay.
After basking in the sunlight for some time, we follow the yellow arrows painted upon the rocks further up the cliff. It is becoming increasingly obvious that I can’t go on any further, so Yvette uncaringly continues on her own. How unfair! A little bit further on, she reaches a wall of stone that needs to be climbed. I’m missing all the fun! Yvette finally decides that it’s not much fun exploring on her own, so she comes back down and we head off towards our starting point. We descend the cliff at a different point, and make our way around the jagged coastline. The masses of kelp along the waters edge draw Yvette’s attention, so she’s off to photograph them. I find a nice spot to sit down and wait. It turns out I’m surrounded by hundreds of big red anemones, lining the rocks. Out of the water they look like big red globs of jelly!
All too soon, it’s time to head back. The walk back up the cliff to the car is a little bit tough, and being overtaken by four young kids really hurts my pride! But I make it back to the car without managing to make myself puff too hard.
Our first stop is a nice little beach looking out upon the mountain range that forms the backdrop to this entire National Park. We find a spiny little sea urchin washed up on the sand, which Yvette wants to take home.
Our next stop is a beautiful secluded little cove. A calm swell drives the waves gently in, and we sit down for several minutes to relax. We come across a big fat Pacific Seastar lying on the rocks – I hope it shrivels up out of the water, the little buggers have invaded Australia and are destroying our ocean habitats!
Next we head upon a short walk to get to a hidden bay. The walk is a little strenuous, as it heads up a cliff, and Yvette insists on leading the way. She sets off at snail’s pace, wary of allowing me to over-exert myself. At the rate we’re walking, I’m more likely to fall asleep! After a lot of time, but not much effort, we reach the bay, and it’s wonderful. A big rock sits near the waters edge, with its mouth wide open as if it’s giving us all a warm welcome. The water itself is crystal clear, and a forest of kelp lines the foreshore and beyond. A wonderful place to go for a snorkel. A couple of young girls hop into the water, and let us know loud and clear just how cold the water is however!
We climb up the cliffside to find the next bay. It’s a little bit steep, so Yvette insists upon stopping every few meters. It’s probably justified this time, I think mom would be frantic if she saw me now! On our journey we come across an unusual tree, bearing ghostly faces upon its branches. We make it halfway up, when the sun bursts out from behind the clouds for the first time today. Yvette enjoys the sudden warmth so much that she immediately lies down to sunbake on the rockface. I’m left alone to admire the stunning view – the beautiful light blue ocean crashing against fire-red cliffs. The rocky landscape provides a wonderful backdrop to the bay. 
After basking in the sunlight for some time, we follow the yellow arrows painted upon the rocks further up the cliff. It is becoming increasingly obvious that I can’t go on any further, so Yvette uncaringly continues on her own. How unfair! A little bit further on, she reaches a wall of stone that needs to be climbed. I’m missing all the fun! Yvette finally decides that it’s not much fun exploring on her own, so she comes back down and we head off towards our starting point. We descend the cliff at a different point, and make our way around the jagged coastline. The masses of kelp along the waters edge draw Yvette’s attention, so she’s off to photograph them. I find a nice spot to sit down and wait. It turns out I’m surrounded by hundreds of big red anemones, lining the rocks. Out of the water they look like big red globs of jelly!
All too soon, it’s time to head back. The walk back up the cliff to the car is a little bit tough, and being overtaken by four young kids really hurts my pride! But I make it back to the car without managing to make myself puff too hard.
posted by Rog at 11/07/2006 09:38:00 AM
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