We made a bad choice when we decided to have breakfast at Robyn’s Cafe in Bulahdelah. Anita described her scrambled eggs on white toast as pedestrian. My raisin toast was served with a butter substitute. The cafe gets a 4.7 google rating but that could just be from locals.
On the highway strong winds caused me to slow down to make sure the caravan didn’t start to sway. The 420kms journey began to feel tedious as it is all highway driving. About a dozen times roadworks slowed us down to 60kph, where roadside grass and bush was being slashed. To do this safely one lane was closed and a large safety truck positioned to protect workers.
Sites at the Calypso Caravan Park are not generous and the internal road is narrow. We were very lucky as the site behind was vacant and we could drive through onto our level site. We were unhooked within 5 minutes.
We used to spend a lot of time in Yamba, when we lived on Palmers Island. As we approached the caravan park I had a premonition we would know someone in the park. An hour after arriving I was walking Bluey and ran into a woman I don’t know well, but last encountered on an Aussie Road Crew tour pre covid. She and her partner are staying in the park with their young Golden Retriever.
We had dinner at the Pacific Hotel overlooking Convent Beach. It was very busy but we had booked a table. The hotel had extensive under-pinning work done to protect the building from sliding down the hill.
Back at the caravan park I caught the sun setting over the Clarence River. Blue enjoyed the scrap of Waygu beef burger Anita had saved for him.
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