Friday, October 16, 2015

Seaside Adventures #3.... Surf, Sun,Shark-bait. and Camera-Shy Cetaceans...

Hello Dhaaarlings...

I know!....
The title of this post sounds a bit like a line from a very bad musical
but let's continue our tour shall we?

Tweed Heads/ Coolangatta
The River Tweed acts as the State Boarder between New South Wales to the South and Queensland to the North

The view from the top.

A walk down and around the headland onto Queensland's Coolangatta Beach
 then back into New South Wales and Tweed Heads
Nearly did me in darlings... The down hill stroll was lovely...
But let me tell you... Hauling my arse back up the very same hill was a bitch! 
I thought that I was going to die on several occasions
Talk about being un-fit...
 Not only was I coming to terms with that ugly fact But then...
 as if to have salt rubbed into my gaping wounds...
 I had my very first taste of ageism darlings!
No really! Agesim! 
There was I... shattered and gasping for breath as I hauled myself upward along the pathway using the handrail when I hear from behind me...

"Out of the way Grandpa...Coming thru!"

I turned around in response to the comment thinking that it had been made to some gentleman behind me.
Imagine my horror in realising that I was the "Grandpa" being referred to! 
And racing up the hill toward me at a pace...
 Came a stampede of feral sporty mums... about 5 in all...
You know the ones... wearing gaudy lycra body suits, sports sunglasses, headband with matching wristbands and running shoes, earplugs wired to some sort of musical device and, a pram full of baby in front of them... 

"Rude bitches" I gasped back at them while trying to catch my breath
As they thundered past in a clouded mix of stale perfume and sweat and dirty nappy... 

I hoped in earnest that their sporty three wheeled  prams all got a flat tyres.
Despite my ordeal I did manage to get a few pics to share with you
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In the pic at the top... the small black dots in the water... just out past the rocks...
 are a colony of surfers, sitting on their surfboards awaiting
 the next attack from a great white shark...(There had been several shark attacks, one fatal in the weeks prior to our vist)

And further away in the distance
 you can just see the towering apartments of 
"The Gold Coast"
A popular tourist destination...


The view from the bottom... including a rock painted as a tree frog...

Can you spot the scantily clad lad standing on a rock?
 He is halfway up the escarpment to the left of the frog...

 I could only imagine what he was getting up to

The view of the Tweed River where it empties into the ocean between the two break-walls.
As you can see.... 
the day was quite overcast and it was very windy
 needless to say there wan't much action on the beach...


Although the car park was quite busy
I think most 
of the people were patronising the
Allegedly...very good coffee establishment across the road...

I wouldn't know... as the Empress insisted on packing a Thermos Flask of hot water
and all the accoutrements to make our own refreshments...
The river Tweed

The tweed is a large river that winds it's way slowly from the mountains
then meanders out across the fertile flood plains...
Where sugar cane, bananas and potatoes are grown.
The smoke in the distance is a sugar cane crop being burnt off before harvest


We sat here for a little while just watching a couple of Whales 


 heading off somewhere further down the coast... Sadly... every time they surfaced I had the camera pointing in the wrong direction

But they were quite fascinating to watch all the same...


As were some brave gents taking to the water and making the most of some bright sunshine....


We spied a lone board paddler communing with a pod of dolphins...


The dolphins made their way through a small colony of surfers further up the beach... the dolphins remained quite camera shy... and there were more whales spotted at the mouth of the river and crowds were gathering to see them


We decided to drive to higher ground to see if we could get a better view of the dolphins... and whales... But alas... by the time we had made our way through some roadworks, traffic lights, and finally found the road up to the point... the crowd on the breakwater and the dolphins and whales had gone. 
Even the surfer colony had given up on the lack of swell and had gone too...


Not that it mattered we still had a lovely view...
And a nice cup of tea...

Our next adventure will feature some Arse...
I Promise...

Bottoms Up Darlings...

12 comments:

  1. Trekking Poles. Those would be good for the uphill sections ... and for whacking the ankles of those rude fitness moms! "Hey you twits, get off my trail!"

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    1. Brilliant idea Mr Lax... I'll invest in some before my next foray into the wild suburban beach tracks... I was just very grateful to have had use of the handrail

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  2. I love these rocky beaches, especially in the first photo - Coolangatta? I'd spend ages exploring the rocks for wildlife.

    Did you spend long imagining what that scantily clad lad on the rock was getting up to? Or did you have to move on so as not to be snapped up by giant frogs?

    Shame that the weather wasn't more conducive to beach-going (and that certain feral sport mums were't incinerated by blots of lightning). Still, lovely photos, nonetheless!

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  3. The rocky beaches are my favourite... but I'm also partial to long windswept stretches of wide open sands, sea and sheltering trees. I was trying to avoid being seen standing there with my mouth agape and drooling in fantasy... The lightening storm came later in the week and I hoped that the stampeding sports mums were all out doing their thing in the middle of it while their kiddies were all safely being cared for in day-care

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  4. I love the Tweed area.

    And I would have SLAPPED those bitches down. Old indeed! Harrumph.

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    1. I would have slapped them too if i'd have had the strength left darling D.

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  5. May you live long enough to yell, "Out of the way Grandmas...Coming thru!" at those bitches.

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    1. That's a lovely thought Mistress...
      I guess the same phrase is heard a lot at the Infomaniac Retirement home for old poofs...

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  6. GRANDPA!!!!! Why I must say, you are most the Lady. I would have be very rude with some nasty word sling at them! But all that aside, what a beautiful day and the pictures are my favorite! The Lads on the rocks? The one in jeans must be something. As little as the picture is I can still see his pecs. The whale watch is amazing. Such magnificent creatures.

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    1. Those were some fine pectorals... and I aint talking fins darling.

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    2. Oh and try clickerating on the picture Maddie Darling to see if it gets bigger... Mine certainly does...

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  7. Those bitches only saw you from behind trudging up hill, huffing and puffing like a grampus, however, if they had turned around and caught a glimpse of your youthful face I am sure they would have thought differently.

    A few years ago I was looking for men on Gaydar when I received a message from a young twinky saying how much he liked 'Daddy' types, I was shocked, not only did I delete his message, I deleted my profile, never to return. I wept bitter tears and had my brow surgically lifted.

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