Weekly Photo Challenge: Carefree

On the beach earlier on in the year!

On the beach earlier on in the year!

Appropriate I thought for this weeks photo challenge!

Have a great weekend!

Nomewome

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Weekly Photo Challenge: The Golden Hour

The Hazards - Coles Bay from Friendly Beaches

The Hazards – Coles Bay from Friendly Beaches

This is also a photo I’ve used on cards for Catapult Earth! I really love this shot and it fits with the challenge for the week!

Enjoy your week!

Nomewome

Overnight Camp a Big Success at the Beach: Part Two, Welcome to the Camping Club!

Coles Bay central.

Coles Bay central from our patch of beach.

Drama number two unfolded as hubby decided to add more fuel to the trangia while it was still alight. Not an idea I would recommend. Thankfully he had prepared a couple of pots with water for a cuppa later which were used to douce the flames before they engulfed the entire dinner area. It was a bit of excitement for a few minutes. Girls were a bit amazed at the hole in the tea towel but the snags were just perfect.

Our view from the Camp site in the National Park

Our view from the Camp site in the National Park

The day had been overcast and still and really just perfect. Next we thought it was time for roasting marshmellows on the beach followed by a spot of fishing! Nothing serious. Only seaweed caught on our lines.

Roasting Marshmellows on the beach.

Roasting Marshmellows on the beach.

She was so cautious with the flames. One contented little girl.

Marshmellow Roasting

Pretending to fish. We did lose a lot of bate though so something must have been happy. Pretending to fish. We did lose a lot of bate though so something must have been happy.

Forgot to mention the many many unfriendly little inhabitants of our campsite! Jack Jumpers and Bull ants/Inchmen?  On a previous camping trip we started out with number two being bitten on her foot. It swelled up far past her ankle and she cried all night. Thankfully, this trip, amazingly saw no one bitten. The picture bellow is a little out of focus. I haven’t got a micro lens.

Camp enemy number 1. Pictured here with bird poo! Jack Jumpers are nasty, nasty little creatures.

Camp enemy number 1. Pictured here with bird poo! Jack Jumpers are nasty, nasty little creatures.

The night fell around us and as we finally bunked down for the evening it started to rain. How pleasant it was. The toddler who NEVER sleeps all night happened to be the ONLY person who did sleep all night.

Running to the luxury flushing toilet block at 3:30am with a headlight was very interesting in the rain. It was like running in a blizzard without all the cold wind.

We encountered a very tame possum who had rearranged our camp table for us ready for breakfast????? Upon rising in the morning we were sorry to see that the pleasant nightime rain had continued. It was shaping up to be a wet pack-up.

Early morning view from our camp.

Early morning view from our camp.

Big girls decided to skip pack-up and head down to the beach while toddler helped us deflate boats and pack up tent poles, all the while acting as go-between from beach to camp…. not impressed! Hmmm. Note for next time: Must remedy lazy girl syndrome!

Evidence of a tiny helper. In the rain and all!

Evidence of a tiny helper. In the rain and all!

Apart from the rain and the few tiny dramas, the girls got to paddle, fish, fossick and discover. Run free and cook on the beach. They had a ball! So did we.

I must mention though that we were revisiting the exact same beach where the milkshake episode had occurred. (See Part One!) The spot where years earlier we had packed up in the rain only to have the car refuse to turn over. That thankfully did not happen and now the little one has been initiated into the camping club!

A successful camp indeed!

Cheers

Nomewome

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Overnight Camp a Big Success at the Beach: Part One

Twilight frolicking beneath the Hazard Mountains at Coles Bay

Twilight frolicking beneath the Hazard Mountains at Coles Bay

Long weekend and never a dull moment in our household. Between dancing and sporting activities, parties and daytime naps there never seems enough time in the year to have a guilt free night away.

But night away we did have. Nappies and all!

Hubby had been hinting for quite sometime now that instead of just taking big kids he would like me to start coming again on these amazing experiences. Of course, sleep depraved and irritable there was no way I could be convinced of staying in a tent with all its discomforts until I was feeling up to it.

I have been there and done that for 6 months hardcore through Europe with him! Locally we have braved it with the other two. I love it don’t get me wrong. But there are certain things that hubby has made clear that he does without the rest of us if he is given an inch!

One example being that if we are anywhere near a mountain, he is up at 4am to climb it. One trip I realised upon finally arising at 7am with a vomiting 4 year old and two year old of whom I had been trying to keep quiet since 4am due to her Father’s unsuccessful quiet departure from the campsite. (He pipped the horn!) That he had left me without water and transport. It was too early for our neighbours and too early for the camp operators that had their shop at the entrance at least a kilometre away! And yes I did run down to check!

Another time it pelted with rain on pack-up shortly after our beach walk to a cafe that had ended with the 3 year old throwing strawberry milkshake all over herself until she was so wet that at first glance anyone on the beach may have thought we had thrown her in the ocean! Of course come a little closer and she smelt of sore strawberry milk! The rain on this day was drenching and cold! Then the car wouldn’t start!

Anyway there has been other instances too but I wont elaborate as I feel this will deflate my argument somewhat by ‘over doing-it a bit’.

Now you may say “oh that’s all the fun of it”. True! But I can limit the fun thanks. When I have the energy to deal with it all …… and the washing!

But this weekend we were all good to go!……….

We did have to revise how we catered for the big girls though. The $10 boogie boards were not going to cut-the-mustard in the bay, so we brought $15 blow-up boats from Kmart! We looked at $400 kayaks and the like and decided the girls needed to see whether it was likely to be something they enjoyed first. Then maybe they might need to talk to Santa?

….And so we set ourselves up for the first drama! Second child fitted 2 oars and decided when Mum said it was time to turn around and row back in the opposite direction, that she would panic and start to float away…. Sigh…. Super Dad to the rescue! Not without a lot of screaming and tears mind you! Of which continued as the ‘flavour of the moment’ for at LEAST half and hour afterwards!….. Get my drift??? (Pardon the pun!)

Enjoying a peaceful paddle before number two decided to panic and start "very slowly" to drift away!

Enjoying a peaceful paddle before number two decided to panic and start “very slowly” to drift away!

That sorted, we moved on to beach combing. We found an octopus in the sand. It was definitely a highlight. We moved him into the ocean as he was at risk of being trodden on in the sand where he was hiding! He was amazing to watch and as he was quite keen to wrap his tentacles around anything. We found two big chunky pieces of wood to move him with. He wasn’t a blue-ringed octopus but we have read that all octopus are venomous. We weren’t taking ANY chances. Toddler was very cautious and followed her big sisters lead in this situation! That was pleasing to see.

We cartwheeled our way back to camp and thought about cooking dinner.

But I will have to continue tomorrow………….

Until then

Nomewome

With two sticks we moved him back into the ocean and watched him swim off.

With two sticks we moved him back into the ocean and watched him swim off.