I woke up the next day in a state of both high anticipation AND
fearful trepidation. I was finally at Jervis Bay! What if it wasn’t anything
like I expected? I swung between highs and lows. It’s times like this that I
question the state of my mental health. And before I get loads of comments
flooding in (particularly from my family!)- Yes, it’s probably been in question
for years. In which case- what the hell-
I’d made it all the way along the yellow brick road and now I was off to Oz!
I chose to go down the Wool Road to call in at Basin View
first. Which was a nice little place with a lovely bay. The thing I was
beginning to notice was the buildings were somehow turning into a more tropical
feel. Maybe it was the increasing number of Palm plants or just the relaxed
wooden houses dotted about. Then on to Sanctuary Point, with its shopping
centre and curving paths around the bay. Equally pretty with its white sands
stretching out to the blue waters of St Georges Basin. And finally, unable to
wait any longer, onto Booderee National Park. The heart of Jervis Bay. This was
IT.
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| Booderee |
Booderee is owned by the Wreck Bay Aboriginal Community and
is a significant place of home and spirit for the Koori people. There is a fee
for entry of $11 for a 2day pass, or you can camp overnight at some of the most spectacular beaches along
its coast for around $17 per night. There are few roads in as the Koorie keep
this place as natural and unspoiled as possible. And it works. This is a very
spiritual and special place. I was so glad I got to see it.
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| Hyams Beach |
On the way out I went down to Hyams Beach. The only beach
town near the Booderee, but not yet in it. What a place. It still has the easy
spirituality of the Booderee despite its many tourists there. The houses are
lovely too, perched on the hilly roads around the stunning white sands for
which Jervis Bay is famous for. A few of the houses as you go in are still the
actual early wooden beach houses originally there. But it was a Sunday and, as
I said it, full of tourists, also there for those white sands. Though I did
appreciate the old cars pulled up at my favorite little café there. Well there
were only two cafes, and this one had a dog, who just OWNED the place! A beautiful
tan mastiff,who laid across the only doorway in or out, waiting for the homage
due to him. I loved the fact the owners recognized his regency and never tried
to shift him. |
| Vincentia |
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| Huskisson |
And so, with slight sadness, I left Hyams Beach and went to
Vincentia. A very well manicured, town with long pathways around the beach and little snickets leading down to the sands and calm blue seas. Given over, I should think, to many happy retirees. It was nice, but nothing
like Hyams. Huskisson was next. And I did like it here. I think I expected it
to look wealthier or more pristine than it did. I was glad it didn’t. Instead
it was a happy vibrant little town with a great park for adults and children
alike, looking over the sands of the bay. For the children there was a huge
climbing rope area and playground, for the adults many seated picnic areas and
an awesome BBQ place. I spent some time
looking at the harbor too, with its dolphin and whale watching excursion boats
at the ready. Then I saw something I just had to have! A soulvenir? No. A piece
of Huskisson… not really. Food? Yes. Actually it was the wrappings of the food
I really wanted, but what was inside was pretty good too. I bought a Domino’s
pizza with ‘You’ve always said.. It pays to be different!’ on the front lid.
Oh, c’mon, how could I not buy this? It was so me :-D ! 
After that, nothing could make it any better, and so I drove
back to Wandandian for my last night there. So happy!
(BTW. Did I tell you I met another Chihuahua at Huskisson. This one came in miniature! )
So you see…Sometimes your Dreams can come True. You just need to keep believing in them
The Grey Chihuahua
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