The day begins as all good days begin, with a caffeine extraction ritual, using the Bialetti Mini Espresso maker. The Bialetti Mini here looks lot better than it works. A few days after this it began to leak. Will update later in a review of our coffee journey in the teardrop.
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| We make a start along the trail behind our camp, headings South and passing some beautiful viewpoints |
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The flannel flower. There were spots in our walk where the whole understory was a mass of white
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| Deserted beach number 1. King tides. The smell of eucalyptus, and the sound of cicadas. |
| Very pretty red flowers on the mountain devil.
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Glorious Fingal. Picture does not show the actual size of the swell here today.
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Looking back to Fingal, massive swell. |
About now it got really hot, and the track became steep and sandy, so we headed back to the suburbs and found a café. Then a walk back to the pod, a quick swim, and then dinner at camp with favourite daughter number 2 |
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