Mallacoota Moorings

Head from Cooma down to Bombala, Ross did a prac here in 1977 - ancient history. So we had to find the infants school, now a Tafe and do the walk down the Main Street. Had a coffee and a cake at the bakery, an old fashioned one that had custard slices, neenish tarts, caramel tarts, chocolate eclairs and more. No we don't just eat our way around Australia it just seems that way.

On to Mallacoota in Victoria and we arrive in the afternoon with the sun shining on the estuary and it's spectacularly beautiful, aqua blue, boats, birds and lovely walkways. Mallacoota has 1000 people in low season and as many as 10 to 15,000 over summer. We are staying in a caravan park about a k out of town which is much quieter. The town park has over 900 sites and they are right on the water. 8 amenities blocks - amazing.

The town has a couple of cafes, small supermarkets, a butcher, baker and a noodle shop of all things, so we head there for lunch - Lucy makes her own rice noodles and yum cha - the food is really good but the service is slow and confused - 3 cooks with about 50 people and nobody to take orders or deliver food - amazing kaos. But we will still head back tomorrow for more. Back to the park to recover and settle in for the rugby grand-finals, go the Rabbitohs!

We do a walk around the waterways, lunch on the headland and visit a WW2 bunker out in the bush. There are kangaroos on the road and front lawns in the town. The small beaches are pristine and the lake, come estuary,is lovely. We even find a Bruce's Cabin, Bruce's Fishermans Cottage, Bruce's Road and Bruce's Jetty. Bruce was a big player in the town at some time, makes us smile.

In the arvo we call in to pick up some milk and find scallops in the fridge - 16 scallops for $5 - bargain -out to the little beach at dusk, BBQ scallops for tea with a glass of wine and an early night.

Heading back north to NSW tomorrow.