Bournda NP

Friday, Dec. 19

We drove through Tathra and picked up some supplies (after last night we were running low on VB). Then it was onto the Bournda NP were we got an excellent site at Hobart Beach.

Colin and Sally at Hobart Beach Campsite

We walked to Bournda Lagoon and back along the beach. What started as a 2k stroll turned into a 7k hike. An excellent beach and now we’re armed with NSW fishing licenses, we’re looking forward to some beach fishing tomorrow.

Bournda Beach


Saturday, Dec. 20

Once we had reach Bournda Beach we were no longer protected by the sand dunes separating Hobart Beach from the coast, the easterlies really hit us. Sally was content to watch as I braved these horrendous conditions. After I cast and returned to our possie, Sally observed that my hair had taken on a life of its own. Something like Kramer from Sienfeld.

Colin, Windswept



Colin Fishing on Bournda Beach

We chucked the fishing in after an hour and returned to camp for a cold one and gourmet sausages and mashed spuds for tea determined to give the fishing another go tomorrow.

Sunday, Dec. 21

In the morning we took a short walk threw the park to Scott’s Hut. The walks threw the park are very pleasant even though the mercury was touching on 28 in the sunshine.

Walk to Scott’s Hut

The hut itself is a wooden slab construction built in the early 1900’s. There use to be two, but the one remaining, that was used as a kitchen and dinning area, is full of the rustic charm of that by-gone era. (Pardon the cliché).

Scott’s Hut (Not Antarctica)

In the afternoon, we decided, this time, to drive to Bournda Lagoon and try our luck fishing in this beautiful lagoon.

Bournda Lagoon

Although we saw lots of fish jumping in the lagoon, probably tarpon, we caught nothing and packed it in after a couple of hours.

Colin and Sally Fishing Bournda Lagoon

With Mike and Jan (http://themikejancolandsalbigtrip.blogspot.com/) going to Melbourne for the Christmas break, Sally and I have decided to return to Bowral to spend Christmas with Ron and Sheila and all Sally nieces and nephews, no to mention Marion and Adam and their family. So tomorrow we are heading to Cooma.

Colin (A Pig in Sh*t)