We passed some great scribbly gums on the walk. The different coloured bark is great on the eye, however the insects here look as if they have been having a party.
What a difference six months makes. Where as Karloo Pool was full to overflow back in June, and one needed to get one’s boots wet to cross Kangaroo Creek, by midsummer the water level had significantly gone down, and the creek was reduced to a rambling trickle again.
We made our pilgrimage on a 30C day (most of my visits in the summer tend to be on days like these). The cool water of the pool was perfect, and this time there wasn’t half of the Shire down there. We stayed in for a long time, had lunch, and afterward was around to watch the pool return to its original stillness.
A perfect summer’s day.
I’ve heard a lot about Bouddi National Park, especially about the camping spots, but have never been until recently. It turns out that the park is very accessible, and the first place I visited was Tallow Beach. It’s a 30 minute walk down a fire trail, and even though it was New Year’s Day, fairly deserted.
Despite being overcast, it was warm and rather muggy, so a swim was very welcome. There were also lots of interesting shells to be found, and the beach is good fishing spot when the tide is right.
The other side of the lookout also affords a view of Umina Beach. Yes, it is a built up little part of the coastline, but from this angle one is reminded that Umina is surrounded by bush and water.
From Umina Beach, you are once again greeted with views of Lions Head, making this quite a lovely, if understated part of the NSW coast.
Being from the south side of Sydney, the Central Coast was always a little far to go to, and my exploration of the area was limited to its northern reaches (Kincumber, Terrigal, Avoca, The Entrance). Now I’m exploring its southern reaches, with its quiet inlets and spectacular views of Broken Bay. A great example of this is the village of Pearl Beach.
You can see Lion’s Head, and behind that, Barrenjoey Head, with Palm Beach on the other side of this. Very picturesque, even on an overcast day.
We rock-hop across the Snowy River, crystal clear as it flows from the plateau we descended during the day. The day is bright, warm (for once), and full of flies. There is only Heartbreak Hill to ascend, and the journey is complete. Back to a nice room, bed, and hot shower, but the memories of this walk will still linger on.
That’s all from the Snowy Mountains, and from my road trip. Next time I will post about more local places to Sydney.