Although Coffs Harbour is only a small quite town and I have stayed here for two nights I can say I have rather enjoyed it.
When we arrived in Coffs it seemed that once again I had bought the English weather with me. The rain was shocking, however through all the water droplets myself and Calum were still able to find our way to the nearest pub. The night got better from there on, not only were the bar staff friendly (and outrageously beautiful) there was also a pub quiz. Of course I fancied myself as quite the intelligent young man, although I am sure I haven't even answered a question correctly on the family quiz every boxing day! Never the less I was as confident as ever so me and Calum formed an international team like none before. However in true English and Scottish fashion we failed to even get 5 right from the fist 10. The confidence was slowly declining so it was time for another beer! As it came to the end of the quiz the we found ourselves surprisingly in third place, but what wasn't so surprising is the fact that there were only two other teams. Now that we had completely failed the quiz it was time to concentrate on more important matters: Matter number one: where my next drink was coming from and matter number two: could I get the waitresses number?
Matter Number One
This was solved very swiftly as it was Calums round.
Matter Number Two
Strangely when you combined the item in matter one and the fact I have a interesting accent (on this side of the world anyway) matter two came very easily. However the fact that I now will not shut up about her to Calum is becoming rather annoying for him I'm sure. But when your drinking its easy to fall in love with your soul mate (The person supplying the drinks) hahaha in all honesty I think I was happier with the fact that she was willing to get me a job on the way back down the east coast in three months. CONTACT SAVED!
Day two in Coffs included the most exercise I think both me and Calum have undertaken since we arrived in Australia. At the hostel it was free to rent bicycles, so we took full advantage and when on a days ride around Coffs. As we were going round we made our way out on a rocky man made pier. It wasn't actually a pier but I have no other word in my head for it and it looked like one so that's the name I have given it. We stayed out on the pier for a good half hour observing a couple having a heated debate, however what I wasn't observing was the giant wave that came over the pier and soaked me! Calum found it easy enough to get out of the way without warning me though, which he found completely hilarious. The moment was made a lot better though when two minutes later we spotted a pod of dolphins playing just in front of us and then the moment was complete when a second wave soaked Calum. Karma is a bitch! The sun then began to set into the mountains so we found that it would be a good time to cycle back to the hostel both covered in water and sand. Now back and ready for a solids night sleep before the drive to Byron bay in the morning. The so called Party Town for these two campers.
Until Then....
Tuesday, 28 May 2013
Sunday, 19 May 2013
Docked In Port
The first stop on the journey up the coast, Port Macquarie.
After spending a full night creating a playlist for our travels we have finally been able to put it to the test. I should of known it was never going to disappoint, however Calums singing voice done exactly that! Mind you how many famous Scottish singers can you name? I bet you have to sing "I would walk 500 hundred miles" before you are able to even think of one and to be perfectly honest I cant think of anyone else. The drive from Sydney to Port took us about 4 hours and to my surprise Nicole (the Nissan Micra) coped perfectly fine, its a bit to early to call though seen as she has another 2,200 Km to go. Fingers crossed haha!
As you drive into port you come over a hill to a view to match the best in the world, you can see the sea until it reaches the horizon and some how we timed it perfectly the sun was just setting into the sea, the sky was an amazing red and the waves as calm as something very calm. It was like something from a film and something I didnt want a picture of, it was at this moment that a phrase that someone once told me popped into my head "Live for the moment not the memory". It was then I realised that if I wanted to be a real traveller I was going to have to live by this phrase to a limit. I was also going to have to attempt to grow a beard, not shower and grow my hair to its longest possible point.
For now however I still looked as normal as I do. It seems I have spent my time in Port warming up for the fishing trip in Broome and I am already praying that it goes better! Two days fishing and only 3 baby Bream to show for it. Thats poor, even for my standards! On a better note though Calum was able to catch his first ever fish and was incredibly happy about it even if it was only the size of my hand. Fishing always brings back the memory of when I first went fishing with my dad, I think it was also the first time I learnt to be patient, sadly that lesson clearly didn't sink in, as I was ready to give up at 1 O'clock in the afternoon, Which would of been fine if we got there on time but we didn't arrive until 11 O'clock.
Like my first ever fish I am able to come home to the smell of something amazing being cooked! The beauty of family and having a woman around the house I suppose. The only proplem being is that i know after this stop off the meal of the week will probably be cheap Tuesdays at pizza hut, not a scratch on what my dads pizzas taste like. The bad side of having parents that have the potenial to open there own michelin star restuarent. However now its time to look towards the next stop off, the next adventure, the next place that wont be the same after I am finished with it, haha! See you in Coffs Harbour
Greg
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After spending a full night creating a playlist for our travels we have finally been able to put it to the test. I should of known it was never going to disappoint, however Calums singing voice done exactly that! Mind you how many famous Scottish singers can you name? I bet you have to sing "I would walk 500 hundred miles" before you are able to even think of one and to be perfectly honest I cant think of anyone else. The drive from Sydney to Port took us about 4 hours and to my surprise Nicole (the Nissan Micra) coped perfectly fine, its a bit to early to call though seen as she has another 2,200 Km to go. Fingers crossed haha!
As you drive into port you come over a hill to a view to match the best in the world, you can see the sea until it reaches the horizon and some how we timed it perfectly the sun was just setting into the sea, the sky was an amazing red and the waves as calm as something very calm. It was like something from a film and something I didnt want a picture of, it was at this moment that a phrase that someone once told me popped into my head "Live for the moment not the memory". It was then I realised that if I wanted to be a real traveller I was going to have to live by this phrase to a limit. I was also going to have to attempt to grow a beard, not shower and grow my hair to its longest possible point.
For now however I still looked as normal as I do. It seems I have spent my time in Port warming up for the fishing trip in Broome and I am already praying that it goes better! Two days fishing and only 3 baby Bream to show for it. Thats poor, even for my standards! On a better note though Calum was able to catch his first ever fish and was incredibly happy about it even if it was only the size of my hand. Fishing always brings back the memory of when I first went fishing with my dad, I think it was also the first time I learnt to be patient, sadly that lesson clearly didn't sink in, as I was ready to give up at 1 O'clock in the afternoon, Which would of been fine if we got there on time but we didn't arrive until 11 O'clock.
Like my first ever fish I am able to come home to the smell of something amazing being cooked! The beauty of family and having a woman around the house I suppose. The only proplem being is that i know after this stop off the meal of the week will probably be cheap Tuesdays at pizza hut, not a scratch on what my dads pizzas taste like. The bad side of having parents that have the potenial to open there own michelin star restuarent. However now its time to look towards the next stop off, the next adventure, the next place that wont be the same after I am finished with it, haha! See you in Coffs Harbour
Greg
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