Last weekend in Sydney

On Saturday Scott and I got up early and took the ferry from Cronulla to Bundeena for our camping trip. It had been over four years since I had really camped (and it was a disaster) and was my last weekend in Sydney, so this is what we decided on! When we got there we found a nice little campsite by the mangrove trees, as well as a giant lot of damp, reflection-filled sand. From there we went into town and got some cocktail franks, English muffins, wine, coffee, and veggies. When we got back we grilled everything up using only my pocket knife and cardboard as our utensils haha. Then I proceeded to spill a full glass of red wine all over myself! Had to wear giant bloke clothes for a while. When we got back to our site, the tide had come in and the sand turned into a giant, opalescent, 12" deep lake! Super stunning, surrounded by cliffs with expensive homes on them. After dinner, we went on a lovely night hike, and then ventured out for a walk in the water.

View from our tent in the morning, the ravens took over our rubbish bag. Er, trash bag...The Aussies are getting to me, guys.

Very, very high up

So many different kinds of rock formations and crazy colors, every section was different

Tide pools!

Sitting on the edge of the earth

Brave soul.

On Sunday we were woken up at 8am by the very loud, disturbing laugh of the kookaburra, as well as annoying camping children. We hopped up and went to breakfast at a place called the Cookie Café back in town, which was delicious. Then we started our venture. Bundeena is a small town surrounded by forest on all edges, so we set out along the coast to the national park. We walked along the beach for a while, where we found a giant, white, hairless dead dog. Had obviously been there for ages and was all bloated and bluish. The most fucked up part, however, was the fact that its whole body was intact except its face. Its face was just a skull. Pretty fucked.

Anyway, once we got past that, we started the trail which we quickly veered away from. We found some aboriginal rock drawings, which was what the path led to, but then continued up and up along the beautiful rocky cliffs. The rocks were pink and green, red, orange, yellow, black, white, and purple. They were all sorts of shapes and movements, sizes, textures. So stunning. Tons of tide pools as well, while we were still at sea level. But we traveled for several miles before reaching the highest point. At this time, we had been hiking for about five or six hours in the beating sun with no shade or trees whatsoever. Smart move, as you can see at the bottom of this post. Anyway, at the very top of the cliff we found another dog skeleton but this one was clean! Not a dingo, unfortunately, they don't live around here. But still cool, and I kept the pelvic bone. Then we found the path again, and took it back into town where we got some pineapple and cheese sandwiches at a little restaurant.

The dog pelvic bone, shells I collected, and some feathers I found the previous day!

In all it was a really lovely trip. Scott and I played games like "would you rather" and "never have I ever" all day, stopped several times for snacks, and just enjoyed each others company as well as the gorgeous weather (which we were especially thankful for, as it had rained Monday through Friday -__-) Once we packed up, exhausted, we set back to the house when the sunburn started to set in. I definitely had sun stroke, but a full dinner of pasta and The Parent Trap were a great remedy:)

 

Heh heh your face, Scott.

 

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