We got up at a reasonable hour this morning and had breakfast before heading down to the beach because we both wanted to walk a bit after the long trip yesterday and the too-soft bed. The path to the beach goes through a park and across a little bridge:
Agnes Water beach is quite long, and we headed to the right past the caravan park and thought we might be able to go up to the hill to the lookout, but that was not possible from here. It’s quite rocky, too:
The Pandanus tree reminded me of Stradbroke Island (as did the rest of the vegetation):
We decided to go to the Information centre to get some info on where to go and where Donald could fish etc. We got a good map of the nearby national parks, too. We decided to head up the road a little bit further and took the road to Red Rock walk:
The walk takes 2 and a half hours or so, so we decided we’d leave that for another day because Donald was keen on getting his fishing organised. So we went to the bait and tackle shop down the road from Agnes Water and bought the necessaries. We then headed back to the apartment for our coffee and planning time.
After coffee we headed out to Eurimbula National Park, just not of Agnes Water/1770. The fires have just been through here (though later on, we could see that there were still fires raging around here):
The track through the park is all gravel road and only really passable by 4WD:
We came here to see what we could see from Ganoonga Noonga lookout. The carpark is only about 800m away from the lookout. It’s a fairly steep climb though! The view is pretty good from up top:
We headed back home again to have lunch and a rest before our late afternoon fishing expedition.
Our fishing expedition led us back to 1770. Donald wanted to get some yabbies, so we first had a look for a place to go yabby-ing. This included another 4WD trek through the bush, and down to some creek:
and past some mangroves:
back to 1770. The tide was low at this stage, so we had some lovely views:
But Donald wanted to go yabbying, and since we’d not found anywhere suitable earlier, we continued down the road to try again:
I didn’t take any photos of Donald attempting to (unsuccessfully) catch yabbies, because he’d told me not to bring anything that mattered getting muddy.
So, no yabbies, we decided to go to Round Hill Head and check out the fishing possibilities there. There’s supposed to be good rock fishing here. We went down to the beach/rocks on the calm side to have a look, and Donald decided it was good, so went to get the fishing gear while I took photos. This time with a tripod!
Donald tried, but was mainly feeding fishies with his bait. He only managed one little bream and a black Trevally. Nobody else had any luck either. There were a few boats came by and didn’t hang around very long at all. Nor the other fishermen that came down while we were there. So sad. Luckily I had sausages in the fridge for dinner!
I just continued to take photos:
We left to go home around 6.30pm because we’d not caught anything and were losing too much bait. And we were hungry! As we were walking back to the car, there were a couple of wallabies watching us. Unfortunately, it was too dark for me to take a picture of them. By the time I’d have fumbled my camera out of the bag and put the flash on they’d be gone. I snapped a photo with my phone camera, but you can’t really recognise anything. Shame.
We didn’t go out for dinner tonight – I just cooked some sausages and vegies and then we looked at our photos and drank wine (and I wrote my blog entry, of course).
