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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 […]
To celebrate my 74th birthday I found myself driving north of Batemans Bay along a dirt road through tall trees. The plan was to visit one – maybe two – of the beaches at the far end of the shire in Murramarang National Park. I canvassed the idea of camping, but the thought of assembling […]