This Adventurous Age

Adventures travelling and working around Australia.


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2013 Travels September 9

MONDAY SEPTEMBER 9     KINKA BEACH

After breakfast, we headed off in car. I thought we were going to the shops to stock up before we headed inland tomorrow. So, I didn’t take the camera, unfortunately, because it turned into a part sight seeing day, of the kind I’d anticipated having in this rather lovely area.

On the way to Yeppoon, crove in and checked out the fish outlet shop at the Marina, to see what was available. The range looked good and worth a visit on our return past.

Then followed the coastline to the Mercure Golf Resort, to the north of Yeppoon. From there, John decided we’d go to Byfield – just because he saw a sign. The village of Byfield was some 40kms from Yeppoon and was partly surrounded by State Forest.

Byfield area

Passed a sign post to Red Rock Campground, in the State Forest, and drove in there to have a look. It was a very pleasant area, with some basic facilities, like toilets. On another visit, if  it was at an earlier time of the year, would be great to take Bus out there and stay. It is hard to find pleasant “bush” camp areas that allow dogs, but this was one.There were no campers at all, not surprising, given that it was very hot and dry. We were able to give dog a good run and ball throw.

Drove on through Byfield village and had a look about, hoping by now to maybe find somewhere to get lunch. Not to be – nowhere open on a Monday.

Took another side road, this time out to Nobs Pottery. Spent ages there, looking around. It was rather an alternative lifestyle place, with interesting gardens, nooks and crannies, in a rainforest setting.

They stocked lots of attractive and ususual items. I bought some earrings – silver frogs (I love frogs), and some for a future present for M. We decided to buy a pottery platter for her, as a thank-you for keeping an eye on the garden and mowing the lawns.  

The Byfield Fern only occurs in this area and is featured as an etched shape on some of the pottery, such as the platter we bought for M. I liked it so much that I bought one for me, too. We also bought two coffee mugs for Bus – too small for our every day use, but “good” ones to use for visitors. A step up from tin mugs.

Byfield Fern

Went back to Yeppoon, where John was able to buy a pie for his lunch. We did a food shop, then on the way back to Bus, bought fish from the Marina.

Today’s was a pleasant outing, though I wished I’d had the camera. Enjoyed being out and about again. We must come back here on a future trip. The scenery looks superb and I did feel cheated that I hadn’t gotten to see much of it. I’d certainly be happy to come back to this park, too.

Fish and fries for dinner.


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2013 Travels September 8

SUNDAY SEPTEMBER 8     KINKA BEACH

John went off to bowls at 8.15, taking the car, so I had another Bus-based day. I tidied the Bus, did some washing, defrosted the fridge, washed the floor – always needed after a fridge defrost! Did some computing and downloaded some library books to my reader.

Another site view. Ensuite to left. Definitely worth the money…

I emailed our travelling friends from Griffith, that we’d met up with at Cobar earlier in the year. Then F phoned me. They were currently at Gayndah and suggested we meet up at Miles on Wednesday. At least John doesn’t mind their company!

John came home tired, but pleased he lasted the full-on day. He hadn’t slept much last night apparently, because he was anxious  about performing adequately at the bowls today. His sore leg that had flared up at Flying Fish Point still had not healed, and I was using Betadine and silver dressing on it. So those two things combined would have affected his moods.  He was still taking anti-biotics for the leg. The ones prescribed at Innisfail ran out today, but he found an older script that he’d brought from home, had it filled at Yeppoon yesterday and went straight onto those. I did not think mixing different varieties was a great idea, but kept quiet.

I had only planned a light salad meal for tonight, because a hot lunch was part of the bowls day event. However, John had been one of the last served, and didn’t get much, so he was more hungry than I’d anticipated. I added ¬†some tinned soup and a can of red salmon to the offering.


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2013 Travels September 7

SATURDAY SEPTEMBER 7     KINKA BEACH

After breakfast, John went off to go book in for bowls tomorrow. He came back with some bread for his lunch, but forgot to get the weekend papers I’d asked for.

I did some washing – nice luxury, having our own machine on site – and one that didn’t need to be fed on coins. Took Couey walking a couple of times.

Such a sneaky dog…

I cooked red emperor – from the freezer – for John’s tea. I had some salad.

John’s daughter phoned, after not being in touch for months, since we visited Broken Hill. That was a surprise.

The evening’s federal election coverage was interesting, even if the results had really been a foregone conclusion, with the Coalition parties defeating a government rent by disunity and personal conflicts.¬† Usually, in previous elections, I had missed most – or all – of the main coverage, because of working at a voting centre and not getting home until really late. This time, it was a pleasure to watch the results unfold. It seemed that the comeback of Mr Rudd had managed to save some Qld seats that would otherwise have been lost. It will be interesting to see what the next three years brings, given some of the challenges that are facing the nation.


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2013 Travels September 6

FRIDAY SEPTEMBER 6     KINKA BEACH

We spent today at Bus.

Our spacious site, with its own drive through road

I was still not feeling all that well, or like being around the moody husband, but managed to go for a walk around the park, by myself, and then took Couey across to the area beside the lake, for a run.

John apparently decided not to go play bowls after all. He didn’t say why and I didn’t ask.

John had to unblock the outlet from the grey water tank again, as there was only a tiny dribble coming out. This time he knew exactly what to do. A large amount of grey water went onto the gardens, via bucket and then via the reconnected sullage hose. Clearly, waste water tank management will be an ongoing issue, in Bus.

I cooked whiting and fries for John’s tea, but just had some toast, myself.


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2013 Travels September 5

THURSDAY SEPTEMBER 5   KINKA BEACH

After breakfast, set out to have a look around the area, having not been here before.

First stop was the bowls club at Emu Park, naturally. John couldn’t find anyone about the place, which made him cross, but did find a notice saying there was bowls on Friday mornings and on Sundays. Said he would go and play tomorrow. I thought to myself “this will make trying to go to lunch interesting!”

We drove around a marina area, part way back to Yeppoon, noting there was a seafood sales outlet there. Then continued on into Yeppoon, where I did yet more food shopping. The joys of a tiny fridge! I seemed to have spent so much time in supermarkets on this trip.

John checked out the Yeppoon Bowls Club while we were in the town. He was in a really nasty mood, so I told him I was not interested in doing any sightseeing with him, while he was like that. We returned to Bus. I emailed my friends, cancelling tomorrow’s lunch, which was obviously going to clash with John’s bowling and would be another source of aggro.

I was actually not feeling all that well – maybe stress. Spent most of the afternoon asleep

John had cold, leftover drumsticks and salad for tea. I passed.

Not one of our better days.


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2013 Travels September 4

WEDNESDAY SEPTEMBER 4     SARINA TO KINKA BEACH     340kms

Got away in good time in the morning…8am. It was another hot and very windy day.

We had rarely visited the Queensland coast south of Townsville, so there was some interest in the scenery as we drove. We had on a couple of occasions, overnighted in Rockhampton, but had never visited the nearby coastal settlements.

Turned off the highway north of Rockhampton, for Yeppoon. Refuelled at The Oaks, a hamlet before Yeppoon where it was easy to drive the Bus into. $1.559 cpl. Refuelling on the way into a place where we will be staying ensures a good start when next we leave.

Found our way through Yeppoon’s outskirts  and on to Kinka Beach, without too much drama. There were some intriguing glimpses of the coast between Yeppoon and Kinka Beach. Very attractive looking.

Our en-suite site at the Cool Waters Holiday Village was very comfortable, quite private, well grassed with attractive gardens. The en-suite was clean, large, very well set up. It even had a washing machine and provided an airing rack.

The park itself seemed huge. Part caravan park, part a type of motel and with one section that looked like it catered for school camps and the like. There was also a retirement unit section. The park was by the large Causeway Lake – that we’d crossed on a causeway on the way from Yeppoon. With a park-like section between the park and the lake it was going to be wonderful for dog exercise. There was also a lady living in one of the retirement units who would mind dogs, for a fee. Doggy day care…

The promised TV via cable worked well, so John was satisfied with that.

I decided this place was actually worth the eye-watering outlay.

After setting up, drove back into Yeppoon, found a supermarket and did some food shopping.

After lunch, went walking, exploring near the park. Followed a narrow foot track through tall grass, from the road to the beach. Only stayed there long enough for a quick look as I didn’t know if dogs were allowed here.

Outlook from Kinka Beach causeway

Then, I roasted some chicken drumsticks, with vegies, for tea.

I had been in touch with a couple of friends of mine who were full time travellers, who were staying “up the road” at Emu Park, and had arranged via email to meet up on Friday at a local tavern, for lunch and a good catch up on our respective travels. When I told John about this, he was not happy – not his sort of socializing, not his sort of people.