Day 33 Wednesday 16/7/2025 Darlington Beach, sunny 9 – 18

There’s something special about watching kangaroos while you wash the dishes. Some are lazing in the sun, and joeys learning to bounce. These little guys haven’t got the hang of bounding forward like mum yet. They bounce vertically higher and higher as if they’re trampolining.

Woody walks towards Woolgoolga and I pick him up, striding along the path near the town of Safety Beach. We recall having seen a Vietnamese shop somewhere in Woopi but can’t remember where. It doesn’t matter as a few laps of the town means that we get to explore a few streets we hadn’t seen before, as well as admiring a few houses and their ocean views. I must say this is a very hilly town. This somewhat disorganized method of sightseeing of ours also translates well to seriously large international cities, trust me we’re still alive. Now back to the shop that is called Little Vietnam and is roughly between what we call the old Sikh temple with the horses, and the new Sikh temple that doesn’t have horse statues.

Banh Mi in hand we nip down to the headland to eat lunch and whale watch, along with the occupants of 20 other cars. This is a great spot for just taking in the view, but also at this time of year the whales are up here to calve in the warmer waters. “Is that a whale?” “Nah, rocks.”

They (the shellers on the internet) say that the base of the headland is one of the best spots on the NSW coast for shelling. This is my second attempt here and after scrambling about the rocks, still I have no luck. Like trying to find toilet paper in a pandemic, you can’t trust what you read on the internet. Hang on it was high tide!

Back at camp, I take a walk through the bush and along the beach.

Accom: $47.00