Weather: Yucky, Rainy. But better in the evening.
Temperament: Still Excited. Tired. Slightly depressed because of the weather.
So I woke up this morning and looked outside. And my face fell. It was cloudy, totally in contrast to what the weatherman told me a few days ago. Damn him. I had heard that Jervis Bay usually has great weather, so it was just bad luck. A quick breakfast of scrambled eggs, pancakes and copious amount of syrup and ice-cream, a generous helping of sunscreen and we were out once again to enjoy the day, never mind the clouds.
Our plan was to hit up the famous Hyam’s Beach for the morning, get home and make a late lunch, then continue to explore Booderee NP. After a bit of road rage when parking, we finally arrived at Hyam’s Beach, reputed as the beach with the whitest sands in the world.
Unfortunately by the time we got there, the clouds were still hanging about, thus making the beach not as spectacular. However, it was still a beautiful beach with beautifully textured sand which squeaks with each step. The waves were perfect to ride, even for the shortest member of our gang, and the water breathtakingly clear, so much so that we were able to spot quite a few fish swimming about.
A lunch of beef burgers and salad followed, after which we drove upon the unpaved and unsealed roads to do some bush adventuring in order to reach some remote destinations.
View from Cape St George Lighthouse
- Moes Rock
After some exploration, we chanced upon Green Patch (Beach), which, in my opinion, was the most interesting beach. Granted we arrived at a little past 7PM, which meant that we had the whole strip of beach to ourselves. There really is nothing like being on a remote beach with no one but your friends.
It was also, as we discovered, a wonderful spot to snorkel, with rays and fish in abundance. Most of us had never seen rays just chilling in the water, and one of us was so scared that she’d get stung she refused to go within 1 metre of them. But that was definitely the highlight of the trip, hands down.
Obligatory Jumping Shot at Green Patch
Chilling with Wallaby
After some obligatory jump shots, and wallaby sightseeing, we drove away…
…only to stop some minutes later as my friend had hit a wallaby with his car. Unfortunately, there was nothing we could do about the poor animal, our only consolation being that it was killed quite quickly. Also, watching a local ungraciously pick up the corpse and dump it on the side of the road so as not to obstruct traffic, we realized the harsh reality of what a common occurrence this must be.
Dinner was slightly spoilt by the fact our accommodation did not have a can opener (yet had 4 bottle openers..) but largely thanks to the skills of our cook we still feasted upon a meal of spaghetti, cream sauce and soup. All that was missing was the sardines.
Weather: Fine. Pretty.
Temperament: Sleepy. Tired. Starting to feel beach withdrawal symptoms.
Check out was at 10, we didn’t want to wake up. Nor leave. But we had to. So we did. But we still stayed at Jervis Bay because none of us wanted to head back to Sydney.
We hit up a few beaches, had some fun at lunch making cups out of foil. I must say it is not as easy as it looks, and that my cup was the definite standout. Then we returned to Hyams Beach because, lets face it, it was the best beach. AND this time there was sunshine.
Hyams Beach in the sun!
I’m not sure if it’s the whitest beach in the world. I’ll leave that up to the Guiness people. But it was definitely the whitest beach I have ever encountered in my life. Everyone, literally everyone, was wearing sunnies if they were not in the water, and if you weren’t, there was probably a high chance of you being blinded for a couple of hours. The water was amazingly blue, and at the perfect temperature. Originally we planned to leave the area around 3PM. We ended leaving close to 6PM.
The drive back was uneventful, but the weather got steadily worse and worse as we neared Sydney, so much so that when we entered Sydney itself we were driving in the midst of thunderstorms and lightning. Driving at 40km/h does feel strange after a couple of days of driving at an average of 80km/h.
But we all made it back in one piece, and I got home at around 11PM. It was a wonderful 3 days, spent with some of the most awesome people in the world, and I seriously cannot think of a better way to start 2012 than this!!