Continuing in my effort to visit every single beach in the Sydney area, and to document each and every wave, we set off on Mother’s Day to visit our primordial mother, the Sea.
Our adventure began with a ferry ride to Manly, where we picked up a bus going north, with one quick transfer. It was about an hour’s ride along the coast, with gorgeous water views along the way, interspersed with woodsy areas and homes surrounded by trees and gardens. I noticed the air change as we traveled north; it took on a woody aroma.
We took the bus as far as it would go and landed at Palm Beach.
Our original plan had been to hike up to Barren Joey Lighthouse,
but there were no waves up there!
I’m pretty sure between the two of us, we took about seventy-five million photos.
Don’t get your camera wet!
While a little chilly for swimming, it was still a beautiful day for the beach. In contrast to Bondi and other more popular beaches, this one was mostly deserted. There were a few families there picnicking and playing in the sand. I got overly nervous about little kiddos too close to that surf.
This sneaky fellow was pretending he wasn’t just snooping through our bags!
It was one of those perfect, peaceful days when you can just feel the serotonin whooshing through your brain and you thank the Universe for putting you here.
Are you tired of beaches yet?