February 19th 2015
A short drive from Chinaman’s we arrived at Collingwood Beach. The beach was vast and had low waves compared to the other beaches. A perfect beach for skim boarding and kite surfing. The sky was populated with local kite surfers. It was a shame that we didn’t have our skim boards nor any kites with us. At first glance the beach didn’t seem to offer much apart from the stunning view. Until we started discovering the hidden gems of the beach. The beach offered many quick sand pits. One particular spot dragged us down to our knees.
We left the beach after satisfying our inner child. On the way back we dropped by the super-market where we stocked up on dinner and some adult treats – more Jack Daniels. Once we got to the bungalow we prepared our dinner. Dinner was pasta. Dessert was Weis’ and Jack Daniels. Another day gone. One more left.
February 20th 2015
I don’t remember much about this morning. I remember waking up on the bed of the second floor. Somehow we had ended up changing beds with the girls. We had a lot to do during the morning. We had to :
- Clean the Bungalow
- Reorganise the furniture
- Pack our bags
- Eat the leftovers as breakfast
- Load the car with baggage
- Lock the Bungalow for the very last time.
It was kinda sad that we had to leave the Bungalow. I got attached to the place during the short stay. The place felt more like home that my actual home in Sydney.
We left the Bungalow and headed to our last destination – Shoalhaven beach.
Shoalhaven beach ( also known as the seven mile beach ) was famous for its seven mile walk, medium waves and its beautiful scenery. However when we arrived the tides were strong, and the seven mile no where to be seen, the visibility was covered by the foggy ocean mist. It wasn’t our day, and on top of that one of our friend was feeling under the weather. Like any other best friends we did a top gear and left her in the car.
The three of us journeyed the fogged seven mile walk. This walk I was determined not to get wet as I was on my last pair of spare clothes. However it was inevitable. Less than 15 mins into the walk we were stuck between the waves and the sand walls.
I was drenched within the first quarter of the walk. D: My clothes added an extra pound from the sea water and sand. The walk felt as though we had been stranded on a deserted island for weeks. It brought out the inner manly instincts. We chanted manly tunes along the beach. The chant was what kept us going.
The second most interesting battle after Mayweather vs Pacquiao
On the walk back we had some brawls to see who can dunk each other first. I was quickly exhausted even though adrenaline was pumping through my body. I seemed to be a natural at getting dunked by my friends. We left once the current got stronger.
The Drive Back
2.5 hour drive back to Sydney. The drive back was quiet. Everyone was mentally and physically worn out from the whole trip.