Day 94 Saturday 12/9/20 Darlington Beach to Mylestom, wet to sunny 21
Woody is up at some ungodly hour trying to a) shower before the rest of the camp and b) pull the awning in. Now for those who aren’t caravanners, someone pulling the awning in is, for the occupants of the van like being inside a kettle drum!
Light rain falls making pack up messy and then it’s back on the road. But, it’s not worth putting the GPS on as we only have to cruise down the A1.
Reflections Mylestom Caravan Park is a small park tucked in behind the sand dune. The town itself fronts the lower reaches of the Bellinger River about a kilometre or so from where it joins the Kalang River before entering the sea at Urunga. The Mylestom General Store and cafe overlooks a semi circular jetty which encloses a swimming beach. Kids and dogs splash about while grown ups fish. The surf beach, known as North Beach stretches devoid of people for kilometres northwards.
Quickly trying to get our bearings I stumble across a goanna in the dune scrub. Better than being face to face with a snake I’d say. We pop into the local bowlo (that’s Bowls Club for anyone residing outside of NSW or QLD) for a cool drink and a perusal of the menu. El Prado has a yearning for Chinese and this establishment offers both Chinese and Pizza and he’s planning well ahead which is more than any of us are doing for our travel plans. Woody discovers a house opposite the caravan park that sells home baked bread and preserves. Gosh, one can be lucky. He’s happy and comes home with a loaf of sour dough bread and blueberry jam. We discover too that our neighbours from the caravan park at Nambucca Heads way back in June are camped opposite us.
After yet another jam packed day we nod off to the sound of the surf. Ah, the tide must be on its way in.
Travelling Kms: 58kms