As I write this, I’m sitting in our little camper trailer in Kinka Beach. It’s a gorgeous little seaside hamlet, 10 minutes south of Yeppoon, Queensland – most commonly referred to as the Capricorn coast.
I’m surrounded by trees (where the resident kookaburras rule the sound waves with their hearty cackles), the Causeway lakes system and an ocean view that takes in beautiful Great Kepple Island.
I’m describing where I am now because I feel I need to make some sort of declaration about my writing (or lack thereof). Travelling is a great exercise in expectation management. You know what I mean? What you expect the place, that you’ve never been to, will be like. How the journey along the way will be. How much creative time you will have along the way. All of these things were little pockets of expectations I put on myself and the trip. In hindsight (yep, that old water chestnut), I was expecting a lot. When you have an energetic 8 year old son, accommodation that needs about 90 minutes to set up then pack up, things to do, places to explore….you see where I’m going with this right?
I’ve got 100s of photos of the amazing places we’ve been; hiking and four wheel driving on Fraser Island, sailing the Whitsundays, snorkelling on the Great Barrier Reef. I’ve got both hair raising and heart warming stories of our adventures along the way that I’m so excited to share and I will, eventually, I promise.
So this is our journey so far and it is continuing. The boys have just taken the drone down to the lake to get some aerial shots. I’m about to get a locally sourced seafood platter sorted to share with our friendly neighbours and then it’s time for a sunset walk on the beach to get some photos and to shake off those pesky expectations.
It’s been just over a week since we escaped Melbourne’s winter. Our east coast odyssey began with a stop over in Gundagai. The following afternoon we arrived in sunny Sydney. Luckily we had just missed days of unusually heavy rain.
We set up our camper trailer at the Sydney Lakeside Holiday Park for 4 nights. What a beautiful spot. I love the northern beaches and the caravan park is also located on the banks of the Narebeen lakes.
Being in Sydney for the Vivid celebrations was a massive bonus. I can’t begin to describe the creative atmosphere. There were so many installations to immerse yourself in but just not enough time to see it all. We bought opal public transport tickets and caught ferries everywhere. Basically we had to travel from Manly to Circular Quay every day, but it was never a drag. The night ferry home, watching Sydney lit up by Vivid, was so exciting.
Having an 8 year old with us often dictated the activities we experienced. Taj loved the Sealife Aquarium and the Taronga Zoo. Cam (the big kid) had his heart set on the National Maritime museum, which I actually really enjoyed. If you get there, make sure you walk up the lighthouse. The view is breathtaking.
On the first day out we really pounded the pavement. We visited the Opera House and walked from Circular Quay through the Rocks and over to Darling Harbour. We finished off a delicious seafood meal at Cockle Bay just as the lights of Vivid commenced. Taj and I watched it all come alive, above the water, in the Ferris wheel.
On day 2, we meandered through Sydney’s busy streets as office workers dodged and weaved. For once that wasn’t me rushing around on my lunch break in Melbourne! We drank in the view from The Eye tower and stayed until the lights twinkled all around.
Our final day was spent at Taronga zoo where we stayed for the Lights for the Wild attraction which was so mesmerising.
Our time in Sydney was certainly jam packed, was full of new experiences, belly laughs and family adventures. With everything packed up (finally) it was time for our next stop – Yamba, well Wooloweyah to be exact.
In early June, we are hitting the road. We’re taking our 8 year old son out of school and taking leave from work for 2 whole months! This is something we always said we would do but as the years flew by with a quickening intensity and an impending holiday to the Whitsundays drew closer, we decided to take the leap.
I travelled the Australian east coast in my 20s, after my first trip to Europe. I stayed in backpacker digs and used the bus as my main mode of transportation. This time we will have our much loved, old school Jayco pop-top caravan as our home base with family caravan parks on the agenda.
So, freedom from the routine of work, school and home life. The travelling life. To quote the venerable master of imaginative adventures – Dr Seuss – Oh the places we’ll go!