We did have grand plans earlier in the year to take a trip up through Queensland to the Great Barrier Reef but what are plans for if not to change? I'm kind of glad we didn't travel that far from home. Tim has a cold, Grace has loads and loads of music practice to do and I'm a complete homebody anyway.
We did spend Sunday and Monday at the coast close to home. It is a bit of a trek to go to the beach, a 600km round trip. Thankfully the journey is through some really picturesque countryside.
I do like the beach in the winter. The sun isn't over powering with its glare and heat and it's much easier to enjoy the natural beauty of a deserted beach. Well it that's how it is for me anyway.
There was quite a bit of sun with the odd gloomy cloud casting shadows. I worked out that although I know what to expect of the weather here, it's a different story so far from home. Dark clouds loom but they just threaten and mean nothing. I'm sure a local would know when to seek cover and when it's going to stay dry.
The locals were very friendly. A little too friendly perhaps. Grace isn't fond of pelicans after a childhood incident involving her, a sausage, a pelican and a comical chase scene. I'm not scared. I've wrangled turkeys afterall.
Just before we headed home the fun shone brightly and maybe we should have stayed a bit longer. It was a pleasant 20 degC when we left and as we reached the top of the mountains on the way home, the temperature had dropped to single figures and the wind was gusty and cold.
I'll be gallivanting again tomorrow. It's our wedding anniversary which is a good enough excuse for an outing.
P.S. There really is no place like home.