Left 1770 with heavy hearts, what a great stay - loved it. Headed down the coast to Bundaburg and straight to the Information centre to collect pamphlets and city maps and other info - the biggest waste of paper ever - the person who puts it all onto an app or electronic will save tonnes of paper every year. The Gray Nomads strike again.
Headed out towards Bargara a seaside Byron type settlement - why anyone would live in Bundaburg when this little town with beautiful beaches, parks and town centre is 12k away is beyond me. Stopped at Grunskes by the river - a seafood processor, retail, restaurant style of place - freezing but amazing - they definately do seafood well here. Picked up some fish, prawns and some grain fed beef butt fillet for tomorrow nights tea.
Had the prawns for lunch at Kelly's Beach on white bread with lemon , salt and pepper. Yum.
Headed back around the ring road that circles the whole town and makes movement so much easier, to the Glenlodge Caravan Park - the overwhelmingly welcoming proprietor - yes they have scones, jam and cream for morning tea tomorrow - gold coin donation goes to charity and I'll pop over and check on you, all ok, great.
The next day was Bundaberg Gingerbeer Barrell, the Bundaberg Rum Factory (pity neither of us drink the stuff) and then over to the Botanic Grdens for lunch - big chicken and salad sangers - thought we would sit quietly by the lagoon - sh$&*t we were invaded by ducks, moor hens and turtles - about 20 of them squirming out of the lagoon to get to the bread Ross threw them, even 2 huge eels about a metre long and thick as your forearm. Lucky we had some stale bread because they were eyeing us both off if the bread supply failed.
Walked to Burt Hinklers House for a look, bypassed the museum, Ross wasn't fussed and home for a read and catch up on our emails. Stopped for a walk down the Main Street and bought some pineapple lumps for Kate - oops all gone.
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