We took a leisurely drive down the coastal highway, and were soon to make the crossing into New South Wales.
There are many scenic little spots along this coastline, but we chose to stop at Hastings Point, upon recommendation from my beautiful friend, Erica. Despite the overcast conditions, we were not to be disappointed!
Known as the "Jewel of the Tweed", Hastings Point is the smallest coastal settlement of New South Wales Tweed Shire. It is surrounded by national park, and nestled between the ocean on its east and a beautiful but delicate estuary on its west.
We had barely gotten out of the car when the shout went up "whales!" and we stood mesmerised, watching two humpback whales breach, play and spout water from their blow holes. The water here was alive with schools of baitfish and soon enough we were to see a pod of dolphins jumping out of the water and later even a shark!
Just before lunch we arrived at our new destination of Billinudgel, not far from Byron Bay. We are lucky enough to be staying at the Billinudgel Pub, a real piece of Australian history! Operating since 1906, the pub is infamous for being home to the world's oldest publican (Ma Ring was publican here for 53 years). After unpacking and settling in, we enjoyed some great old fashioned pub grub and an ice cold beer in the beer garden.
With full bellies we decided to take a walk down the main street. Op shops in small towns are always interesting...however I should never have taken that telephone call and left them alone inside the shop!
Now we must make room in our small caravan for Nelson, Froot Loop and Billy-Nudgel!
Are Nelson, Fruit Loop and Billy-Nudgel now the caravan mascots and strapped to the roof? Surely you couldn't find room for them inside the van, unless they have taken place of the boys? Your caravan must be packed better than an Ikea store! My tiny house would probably seem like a mansion after travelling in a caravan for 8 months!
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