
Celebrating at the Beach
It’s been a doozy of a week. A week chock full of craziness and mayhem and plain old hard stuff, but we made it through.
We weathered the Head Cold of Death and a sick goat and kangaroos busting holes in the fence for our goats to escape through and a rat infestation and on and on it went. Phew. We are tired, I tell ya, so this afternoon we’re taking heart in gorgeous sunshine, healthy animals, being able to breath again, and something good for dinner. All is well.
Amidst the lunacy of last week, we had some wonderful moments of sheer bliss to keep us going. One of those was Bear’s birthday. It was so fun to get to plan things to spoil and celebrate him, and when I asked him what he wanted to do, his eyes lit up as he declared: “Mud crab sandwiches at the beach!”
Our first stop was the Aratula Cafe and Ice Creamery for brekky. Bear tucked in to steak and eggs with bacon, tomato, and toast, while I had sausage and eggs. We watched people and chatted and sipped coffee until we couldn’t eat another morsel, then got back in the car and headed for the coast.
Is there anything more wonderful than the first glimpse of the ocean after a couple of hours in the car? I never fail to be stunned by the beauty of the Queensland coastline.
On this day we went to The Spit at Main Beach, Queensland. Since it was mid-week there was hardly anyone there – just the way we like it.
We held hands and strolled along the quay, basking in hot sunshine and cool ocean breezes that splashed us with salty water as waves crashed against the massive boulders.
We stopped often to admire a particularly stunning rock, a cheery bit of graffiti, or mysterious numbers etched in the pavement.
And of course we had to keep stopping to sigh happily at the stunning colors of the water. Isn’t it glorious?!
My favorite moment was seeing a school of flying fish skittering above the water in a shower of silver light. It was wondrous.
I like the trim little lighthouse at the end of the quay with its child-size arched doorway.