South West Rocks - Friday, 19 July 2013

Lynne and Rob stayed in a cabin which was not far from us. In the cabin next to them, apparently there was a couple who argued and fought all night. Allyson said she heard them shouting about 4.30 - 5.00 this morning. I woke with a start about then, thinking the shouting was in a dream I was having. Apparently they were also arguing at midnight last night. Lynne and Rob heard none of it. They slept like a log.

Bruce cooked porridge for breakfast for Lynne, Rob and himself this morning. I had my usual cereal which I enjoy. We had another good talk over breakfast, before they headed off south. While we were saying our goodbyes, Bruce turned Rob around and said to him: "Rob, this is what people do in caravan parks - read (Ian), read (caravan behind us), read (caravan further over)!" Rob thought he would fit in very well! We had photos taken before they left.

Ian and Bruce then headed out on another fishing expedition. They went up near the Trial Bay Gaol this time to see if they had better luck. Unfortunately, they didn't - although Ian caught a small sand crab which they had to throw back. You need a fishing licence in New South Wales to fish. Bruce bought one before they went out yesterday and bought a 12 month licence for $31. We will probably end up this way again in the next 12 months.

Allyson and I did some more stitching while the guys were away.

A lot of people checked into the caravan park this afternoon. We had a tent go up beside us and a big bus across from us. The bus was also towing a car. The number plate was MANBUS. The owner had just bought a new aerial yesterday and Ian tried to help him set it up to receive the different stations, but he had no luck. Unusual looking aerial.

A van also arrived today with 3 very young children. They had a little boy of between 2 and 3 and also a set of twins, who were still crawling. It was good to see. All was quiet tonight.

Ian cooked a barbecue tonight - Reef and Beef. A T-Bone and prawns. It was a lovely meal. We certainly haven't starved. In fact I don't think I want to jump on the scales. We cooked the meal in the camp kitchen and ate there on the long wooden tables. The wind had been blowing hard all afternoon, but it was quite protected there. We washed up there as well. We then retired to Allyson and Ian's van for our last game of Scopa. Unfortunately, Bruce and Allyson won their second game of the week.