21 March - 24 March
During the past 3 weeks, we have had the joy of having our son Matthew home from Austria. Last week, he spent his time with his Aunt at Tweed Heads. Fingal is a small seaside village just ten minutes from Tweed Heads. It was a perfect opportunity for me to camp and to enjoy more of Matthew's company.
The weather was hot and humid, with a storm coming through the first night.
When I wasn't with Matthew or Mags, I was to be found on the headland, in total awe of the ever-changing theatrics of the ocean.
Wonderful to have a son to bang in the tent pegs.
We started setting up the van after midday. The temperature was 30C and the humidity had sweat running down my face, constantly. After taking Matthew back to Tweed, I headed for the beach for a swim and walk. I was just so exhausted all I could do was collapse on my towel.
Finally, after a refreshing swim, the headland beckoned me. The effort brought untold joy.
Early to bed, early to rise. Not quite so. The sky was yet to clear at 6am, but I wasn't to be deterred.
Looking to Kingscliff, on the northern side of the headland.
I really didn't know where to stand and watch!
A favourite picnic spot of the Hungry Hikers.
Retracing my steps back to breakfast.
Day 2 - my 10 am coffee on the headland, brought the excitement of a large pod of dolphins swimming north.
At midday, I collected Matthew and accompanied him on an 18-hole round of golf, on a very pretty local course.
Guess where I was headed at 4 pm that afternoon?
Special, special times!
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