Land-locked lake … dividing reef … spikey silhouettes … gallery of lichen … mélange … Liesegang rings … chert … pinnacle … extensive shell midden You never visit the same beach twice. It all depends on the tides; what the seas have been up to since you last visited; the weather; the sky; the receptivity […]
Category: Eurobodalla beaches
Eurobodalla Beaches: Rosedale
At this beach, an offshore island; a creek flowing into the sea (dry at the time of my visit); boatsheds and boats pulled up against the dunes; a discreet settlement in the bush; rocks with striped patterns in grey, orange and blue Bagging Eurobodalla Beaches has been dragging the chain a bit recently. Not any […]
Eurobodalla beaches: Guerilla Bay
My Thursdays are rich and full, and today the tide obliged for phase 1, a (relatively) early exploration of a beach my son assures me I’ve visited before, once long ago, “in the days when you made us all walk”. No memory in my head. Maybe I was too caught up in wrangling unwilling walkers. […]
Eurobodalla beaches: Caseys
Casey’s Beach is the closest to civilisation of all the beaches I’ve visited. Above it and alongside it is the coast road between Batemans Bay and Moruya, which replaces the usual dunes and backdrop of trees, houses close and cars scooting along about their afternoon business. There are people about on this narrow strip of […]
Eurobodalla beaches: Lilli Pilli
The strip of coastline between Moruya and Batemans Bay is rich in beaches I’ve never visited. I had wide choice on Sunday afternoon and I chose to drive along Lilli Pilli Drive to the beginning of a dirt road where there was an easy track down to the beach, the steep bit taken care of […]
Eurobodalla beaches: north from Maloneys Beach
I drove along Cullendulla Drive, winding my way from the highway to the coast just north of Batemans Bay, past roadworks and through bush. I pulled up under a hill in the Eurobodalla National Park, no sign of the track I’d been promised that would take me over the headland to Quiriga Beach. I was […]
Eurobodalla beaches: Honeysuckle Beach
Turning off North Head Rd near South Durras, I followed the dirt down to Honeysuckle Beach. No honeysuckle in sight, but then I remembered that honeysuckle was a name for banksias: the Ancestors steeped their flowers in water to make a sweet drink. Through the trees I could see a black beach and a sombre […]
