SUNDAY 31 JANUARY EVANS HEAD
Woke to find that the storms are over and the rain has drained from the ground remarkably well. The soil here is sandy – no surprise about that – and dries quickly.
More people moved out today. The place is really quite empty now. It feels rather strange to be in such a large, almost deserted caravan park.
Truck has had a rest for a couple of days, but today we went for a morning drive – out to Broadwater National Park, just to the north of here. Went to the picnic area and its associated beach. To get there, drove through the usual sorts of coastal bush, which included some really big and old coast banksias. We watched the sea for a while, and some pippis digging themselves into the sand by the rocks that outcropped right along the beach here.
We went back to the van for lunch, having only driven 29kms.
John watched sport on TV after lunch, and I sewed.
Later in the afternoon, we went for a walk, to the breakwall and walked out along it.
An aerial view of Evans Head, taken from a postcard I bought. The caravan park is on the right, with the big drain evident as the atraight line through it.
There was more rain, on and off, through the afternoon and this limited what we felt like doing.
Tea was soup, steak with mushrooms, potato, tomato, broccoli.
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