Today was a beautiful day so we decided to head back up the coast to Byron Bay. It's only a 40 minute drive and it's such a beautiful place. It's quite the tourist trap so it was really busy, but it is really worth the trip. When we first got there we walked down to the beach and Spencer waded out to a looking point to take some pictures. We went for a walk along the beach and asked some nice girls to take a family picture for us, and it turns out they were from Toronto backpacking on their summer break. I was hoping that we would get to see some whales as a sister at church said that you could sometimes see them off the cape. We went up to the lighthouse and walked around up there for a while, on our way down to the most Easterly part of mainland Australia we saw a few girls standing along the rail and taking pictures of something, turns out it was a Wallaby! We weren't fast enough to get a picture but we hoped that maybe we could catch a sight of him on the way back up. As we were walking up, there was another group of people along the same fence so Spen ran ahead to hopefully get a picture. He was a little disappointed that it wasn't a wallaby so he started walking away. I was wondering what all those people were looking at so I started really searching below the fence and guess what I saw...DOLPHINS!! They were surfing along the coast and there were so many of them. A group of 18 or so dolphins were swimming along the coast and every time a good wave came along, they would turn at the last minute and surf the wave in. It was amazing and hopefully you can see them in the pictures we took. Spencer was a little sad we didn't have a super nice lens in order to really see them. After the lighthouse, we got some groceries at the Woolworth's in town then went back to a beach and ate pretty much alone by the waves. Spencer changed into shorts and went for a quick swim in the waves while I finished feeding Ros and tried unsuccessfully to get her to go to sleep in the pram. We decided to head home finally after a long day in the sun (and I forgot our sunscreen, I'm a terrible mother). I had dressed Ros in long sleeves and pants and got her to wear her hat most of the time so she escaped unscathed, but Spen and I are not as smart and we got a little rosey on our cheeks and arms, but nothing that even hurts at all. Hopefully it'll just be a little bit of colour for our white Canadian bodies.
One more thing I forgot to mention before was that on our way to Byron Bay we saw a sight that is unfortunately not uncommon. A big old sign for horse manure on sale on the side of the road, $4 a bag! The best part was that a lady caught him taking the picture and was laughing at him while he did it.
On the beach at lunch time "Peace".
The lighthouse at the cape, the sky was so beautiful that day.
The dolphins we saw along the coast, it was amazing to see them surf as they swam along the coast.
The most easterly point of mainland Australia.
Just trying to fit in with the locals, with my inside out shirt. The Burgess' have officially made a stamp on Australia.
Rosy sporting an awesome hat on the cape.
The beautiful beach, we ate lunch just down this shoreline.
A wild turkey that tried to eat us on our walk along the beach.
A nice family picture, one of the few we have in Australia and you couldn't pick a nicer view.
The lookout that Spencer waded out to to take pictures from.
I'm pretty sure I have the cutest little baby in Australia. I forgot to mention that while we were walking up by the lighthouse, the nicest lady knelt down and took a picture of Rosy while we were looking at the dolphins. By the time I looked up, she was running down the path towards her husband. =proof Rosy's adorable!
We saw another sign the other day that said $6 for a bag of chicken poo. You can't help but find joy in signs like that. I'm beginning to really feel comfortable. I even drove home from a fireside today, first time on the left hand side and I didn't kill anyone or even seriously harm them. Love to all.
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