Despite short sleep it was so nice to wake in a
cosy, bed under non-rustly covers on a sunny day and jump in a hot shower. I
got ready standing up for a welcome change and went to the house to chat to
Lorna while Matt came round.
The theme of civilisation continued and we all went
into the town to meet Geoff so we could have a coffee together. It was a very
pleasant but strange sensation to feel part of a normal life for a while.
But it was such a nice day and we were in such a
nice area that tourism called and we were soon off to see a few sights. First
stop was Hot Water beach where it’s possible to dig down into the sand and
release pool of thermal water to bathe in. This is only possible two hours
either side of low tide because otherwise the sea is in the way so we took a
wander down the beach for a while. We’ve had so much time near the sea but I’m
struggling to recall any time we’ve spent actually on the beach, rather than
just driving around the coast in the rain. I’ve never really considered myself
a much of beach person but I found myself thinking about how much I missed
running down the sand in Australia - it certainly seems a shame to have passed
so much coastline and not had the weather to really enjoy it.
We made up for our lack of sunny beach exploring
a little more by travelling to Cathedral Cove. We were greeted at the car-park by startlingly
blue waters and views over the whole bay, dotted with little islands. We took the
walking path towards the cove itself and stopped briefly on the way to look at
Stingray Bay, with its white cliffs, azure waters and even a picturesque
old-fashioned-looking sailing boat moored nearby. It looked like a scene from a
story book.
Further along, we reached Cathedral Cove. It was
far more touristic but equally as lovely with its iconic giant arch carved from
stone and the sparkling sea. We wandered for a while but weren't dressed or
feeling particularly partial to basking and so took the flower-lined path back
to the car-park, admiring the bright pink ‘elves hat stands’ on the way.
Back at Hot Water beach, it was odd to see the
previously empty beach now with a big splodge of people in the middle, and even
more heading towards it armed with spades. As we neared the crowds, we could
steam rising from the little baths that people had dug for themselves. It was
quite comical to see them all there looking like little birds in their little
baths.
Despite seeing the steam, we stupidly marched
straight into a spot where no-one had dug, not thinking that they might have a
good reason, and promptly burnt our feet. Other places were cooler as the water
from the sea merged with the thermal springs and we got to have a nice paddle.
Unfortunately, we had chores to do and needed to
head back so we could prepare the car for its photo-shoot in order to be able
to make an advert to sell it. It was great to be able to do it by moving our
things into our temporary home rather than having them spread out in a car-park
in the rain though, so once again we were grateful for our chance meeting with
Geoff.
Our hosts were even more generous and were happy
to let us hang around to make use of their internet to sort out more things,
like communicating with my doctor over my stupid knees and finding out where
the payment for 700quid to the credit card had gone. We felt a bit rude glued
to the computer for the eve but hosts didn’t seem to mind at all and asked us
if we’d like to stay for another night. It was great to snuggle on a sofa with
the TV on in the background, sorting stuff out and chatting occasionally though.
Pity it turned out that the online statements were just incomplete and that not
only had the money arrived to the credit card, it had also been spent again
twice over. Oops!
Climbing into the cosy bed for another night was
a real treat and one that I’ll miss tomorrow I’m sure.
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