Best of Bermagui

It's with some small sadness we leave Merimbula to continue our meanderings up the very beautiful South Coast of NSW. We head inland and retrace yesterday's trail past Bega where we headed to catch up with Ross' cousin and his family. Lovely people who live in a multiple occupancy, they actually played a part in the setting up, in a brilliant owner built house using all recycled timbers and mud slurry style frameworks. Ross was most impressed with the upstairs composting loo.

Speaking of which even the road toilets this way are composting worm farms as you can read.

We headed to Cobargo for a look and a coffee, an old style of town made up of a Main Street full of historical buildings. Very hot, we later read it was 31.

Over the ridge and down to Bermagui where it was far cooler and we lined up to check in behind an identical Melaleuca - what are the odds? The lady behind the counter thought we were travelling together. The other van was was occupied by a lady who works for Forestry and does her work one day a week on the internet, $1000 a day - great job if you can get it.

We were lucky enough to fluke site 1 up on the ridge overlooking the bay and so we could angle and look away from the other vans. Ross had bought me some beautiful flowers - so we put them in Kate's jar and even had them out on our table. Drew lots of comments.

Bermagui is an old style seaside town, lots of little shops, cafes, a beautiful marina, seafood and wildlife. The sort of town from our childhoods where you book the same site or cabin from year to year and run rampant over the Christmas holidays. They even have a sea pool that is spectacular. The nights are still chilly, the days are spectacular.

The wildlife abounds; rascally rabbits everywhere, seals bobbing outside the surf break and whales jumping so close to the shore they look like they are going to run into the rocks.

Again we find great coffee at Mister Jones, a funny little cool and trendy city coffee hangout in a Side street. Well patronised by the locals, where I hear all about the Orcas.

The Orcas have been harassing the Humpbacks lately; they attack them for days in groups wearing out the new or inexperienced mothers, finally separating her from her calf. They drown the calf and eat it's tongue and lips and then head of to find some new victims. Nature in action without censorship, evidently there have been some very upset whale watching expeditions.