A small fleet of fishing boats moored in the bay made for a colourful sight.
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Patonga – Part 2
Patonga – Part 1
Ah, Patonga. This place has got to be one of the sleepiest places on the entire Central Coast. Even though it’s a mere 6km from Umina Beach it’s a very winding 6km through the Brisbane Waters National Park. Being surrounded by bush and water (West Head in Kuringai National Park sits opposite it) it feels like you’re in the middle of nowhere, making it a paradise for bushwalkers and fisher-people.
I like the dinghies parked on the beach. It looks terribly quaint.
I also like the fishing nets strewn on the ground. If it wasn’t for the very distinctive bushland, I could be somewhere on the Mediterranean.
Sunset on the Beach
We’ve come to the end of our Southern NSW adventure. We’ll end with a walk along Aslings Beach in Eden. BB wanted to fish (although I thought he was crazy to be fishing in the surf mid-winter). I took a walk among the dunes.
On the other side of dunes was a lake. I thought it was fitting that I saw two pelicans paddling by into the sunset.
A Lovely Fishing Spot
Autumn in the Bush – Fishing Part 2
While some people were fishing off watercraft, others were fishing off land. This father and son pair are fishing off a jetty in Oatley Bay, next to the bathing area. In summer, the baths are certainly more popular, but now that the temperature’s dropped the jetty would be a spot to snap up on a weekend.
Autumn in the Bush – Fishing
Autumn Dusk – End of the Day
While most people on the beach are taking their final walks, it’s only the beginning for the intrepid fisher-people. Sunset is when the fish start biting – when the crowds of swimmers and surfers have left the water. They come out with rods, buckets, easy-chairs and torches to settle in for the night.
I didn’t join them however – it’s time for me to go home.
Port Noarlunga Jetty
Unlike Adelaide and Melbourne, Sydney is rather bereft of long jettys like this one in Port Noarlunga, just outside of Adelaide. It’s a historical jetty, but one that is obviously well maintained. I like how the water is turquoise, and the planks and piers roughly weathered and mangled by shellfish.
On a Sunday morning, the jetty is a hive of activity with fisher-people, walkers, and in the water, divers, even on a cold, June day.














