This Adventurous Age

Adventures travelling and working around Australia.

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2008 Travels June 8


The day was fine, with a mix of cloud and blue sky. Although it was still quite cool, it was definitely a day for some more exploring.

Took a packed lunch, and drove back south again, to the Bournda National Park.

This time, took a different route in to the coast, the Bournda Road, to the south of Wallagoot Lake. This took us as far as a camping ground near the southern side of Wallagoot Lake. From there, we followed a walking track to Hobart Beach, on the Lake, where we stopped to eat our packed lunch, and admire the outlook across the lake.

Waves breaking outside the entrance to Wallagoot Lake

Then a track took us across to the beach.

Rocky outcrops along the track to the beach

Again, the walk through the bushland was an enjoyable one, as was the long walk we did, to the south, on the beach.

Back to camp, to potter about for the rest of the afternoon.

With the midwinter short days and early dusk, we really did not want to be out much beyond about 4pm. It really became cold, quite quickly, after this time.

Bournda National Park

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2008 Travels June 5


The now dry weather enabled us to go driving and walking again, today.

Our target was the Bournda National Park, like the Mimosa Rocks National Park, another long and narrow coastal reserve, this one to the south of Tathra.


We took the Merimbula road, south from Tathra, then the Wallagoot Lake road east, to that lake, in the Bournda National Park. From the car park at the end of the track, we followed a walking track through the scrub, to the beach and lake.

Wallagoot Lake

This section of Bournda National Park was an interesting contrast to Gillards Beach, being flatter and having the lake inlet, compared to the cliffs that backed Gillards Beach. It was a really pretty area, with banksia dominated coastal scrub.

I loved the reflections of the cloud banks in the waters of Wallagoot Lake, and the overall light effects on the lake.

The beach was excellent for walking on.

On the return to camp, we took a detour along Wallagoot Lane, through the farming country, and emerged onto the road to Bega, where we turned right to go back to Tathra.

It had been another pleasant day.

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1999 Travels March 14


Woke to a lovely day – warm, blue skies.

After all the rain through the night, the owner of the big rig behind us was upset to find his very fancy roll-out awning all bowed down and rather bent, from the rain accumulating in it. I do not think they have been doing this caravanning thing for very long! He is not having much luck. We had slightly dropped the height of one of the corner poles holding up our awning, when we got back from the walk yesterday, so the rainwater all ran down to that corner and off. Somewhere along the way we learned that trick.

After breakfast, drove back out to Bournda National Park. It has been on my mind to go back and have a better look. We drove down the track, past the turn off to the campground, to the track end. Then we walked along the path from there to the beach, Bournda Headland and Island. Part of the walk was through lovely banksia scrub, where we saw lots of wattlebirds being active and noisy.

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Thick ti-tree beside Bournda Lagoon

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Bournda Headland

We spent some time on the beach at the headland, watching the water surge back and forth in the narrow channel race between the beach and the island. In the distance, could see the houses of Tura Beach, which is just to the north of Merimbula. Both to the north and south of Bournda Headland, then, are long stretches of a sandy beach, protected on the land side by the National Park.

We went back to the van for lunch, then drove round to the old jetty, for a look. There were a number of people fishing from it. A seal surfaced and stuck its head out of the water – guess it was begging for a fish meal? It did this several times, despite the evident schools of fish swimming all round it! Maybe it liked the concept of interaction with humans? Maybe it was just into a seal version of fast food?

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Feed me….please…..

Bought fish – a kilo of flathead, which was the only fish the outlet had fresh.  Their really nice looking flake was frozen in one kilo lots, which is too much for us to eat in one or two sittings after it is defrosted – I need to freeze my own fish packs in one meal lots. I froze two batches of flathead  and kept some for tomorrow’s tea, for John.

Bought diesel – 74cpl.

Back at camp, washed Truck. John got his big, heavy-duty gloves from where he keeps them in the van boot. Put them on to protect his skin from the car wash chemicals – then took them off again, very quickly! There was a big nest of ants in the fingers of one glove! They had actually eaten through the finger part in one place. So they had to be removed before the washing could continue. These ants wind up in the strangest places.  I am not happy that there is such a presence in the van, though.

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Removing ant nest

I put the solar protection liquid on the vinyl and plastic parts of Truck, and then oiled our walking sticks, so they would not crack in the dry heat of parts south.

We took down the awning and packed away the outside things.

Tea was barley soup, scotch fillet steak, mushrooms, then rockmelon.

We have enjoyed the week at Tathra. This is a place we can return to, over and over.

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1999 Travels March 12


Today was warm but somewhat cloudy.

John has us playing bowls at 6pm, so that precludes any really strenuous activity through the day! He decided that we could go for a drive, after lunch, though.

While we were sitting around at the van, in the late morning, a big rig came in. It was a very large caravan – maybe over 8 metres. It was towed by a big American F-something. We heard a nasty, loud, metallic bang as he was backing his van in – it required several attempts and going backwards and forwards on hard lock to do so, due to his size on the average sized sites.

We went to Merimbula, via the most direct route. There, we did a little grocery shopping, and got some cash money.

We went for a short walk on the sand flats at the edge of the Merimbula Creek. The tide was coming in quickly and there were lots of little shrimpy things in the water.

We bought some fresh apples from a roadside seller.

On the way back to Tathra, turned off to the east and drove into Bournda National Park, down tracks to the car park and camp area, which we drove around, looking at. We did not get out of the Truck, though, to explore any further – John was not so inclined. So we can say we’ve “been there” – even if we have not seen any of the scenery beyond the camp ground!

When we got back from our drive, the American vehicle was being loaded onto a tilt tray truck. It had broken the steering box! It is a conversion from left to right-hand drive, so we wondered if that had maybe created a weakness?

Bowls was ok. I played adequately. Afterwards, John drove Truck back to camp, with our bags, then he walked back to the club, while I nursed a drink and waited for him. It is not far. Then we had tea at the club’s Chinese restaurant. It was good food. I had Mongolian lamb and John steamed duck and vegies. We drank some reasonably good house wine – a Brown Brothers dry white. It was the club’s big raffle night, but we did not win anything. We bought a bottle of Lambrusco to take back to the van.

Walked back to the caravan park. It was pleasant walking, as the night was not cold.