My wander this week is to Manyana Beach, on the NSW coast south of Sydney, Australia.
I visited Manyana many years ago with my now-husband. I think I’ve mentioned before that he’s Australian, and likes to surf. On this particular trip we were driving north from Melbourne to Sydney, a drive that takes seven hours or so if you head straight up the Hume Highway inland, or one or two days, depending how often you stop, along the winding coast road.
At the time we were living in Sydney, and had been in Melbourne for Christmas with his family. We’d decided to drive back up to Sydney in time for New Year’s Eve so set off a couple of days before. For some reason, even though we knew it was high summer, school holidays and the magic week between Christmas and New Year that pretty much everyone has off work, we didn’t book any accommodation, confident that we’d be able to find somewhere in the many towns and hotels along the route.
Haha. We spent our first night on the road sleeping in our car, parked in a grocery story car park near the beach. It wasn’t the best night’s sleep I’ve ever had, especially when we were entertained by the local youth frolicking nearby, one girl squealing ‘I’m in a trolley!’ as they clattered past the car around 4am. Still, we were younger then so, after an early morning dip in the ocean, we hit the road once more, although with firm instructions (from me) that we were to find somewhere nice to stay that night.
And we did. The last remaining room in a small bed and breakfast, patio doors looking across a paddock lined with gum trees, curious horses wandering up to have their noses scratched over the wire fence. A place where the friendly owners told us about the time they swam with whales as they fed us an excellent home-cooked breakfast. To say it was a step up from the previous night’s accommodation would be an understatement.
And then we went to Manyana. I sat on the sand with my book and parasol, while hubby-to-be surfed the blue waves. It was idyllic, the beach almost deserted, the weather splendid. We left in the afternoon and headed north, arriving in Sydney that evening. I can still remember driving over the Harbour Bridge as the sun was setting, relieved to be almost home.
And now I sit in a different home, halfway across the world, writing my Wednesday Wanders. Thanks for coming with me – see you next time.
Ah, memories! Thanks for taking us back in time with you Helen. It actually reminded me of road trips I used to take with hub down the Great Ocean Road when we first started going out.
Many, many, moons ago I rode from Sydney to Melbourne(via the Hume Hwy) on my bike in one day … I was very young! 😀
The summer already seems half a world away…
Now I’m jealous! 😀
It’s a pretty nice place 🙂
I’m sure it is. I’ve never been to Australia, but do plan on visiting some day… Bucket list type thing 😀
I hope you get there one day – it’s a wonderful country 🙂
I’m sure I will Helen. Btw… I completed my review of Hills & Valleys… Enjoy. 🙂
Thanks for taking us with you! I’d love to go surf there myself one day!
Oh, I hope you get to – it’s the most gorgeous beach 🙂
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