Near the markets was a board which explained the development of the breakwater and Yamba itself. In the 1850's Yamba was called Clarence River Heads and the only European residents were the Pilot, his family, and a four man crew. They all lived in tents on Pilot Hill, which is up near where the lighthouse stands. When plans for the construction of the breakwater in the river mouth began in the 1860's, this caused a population explosion and the town of Yamba was born.
I continued on to the end of the path and then doubled back and headed up the hill to the lighthouse. It was a beautiful sunny day and the view was great.
I walked down the hill into town and bought some cold meat to go with the sourdough and tomatoes and headed back to the river to walk home. I spotted these pelicans having a rest. Hope the roof of his boat doesn't collapse.
By the time I got back to the van, the wind had come up a bit but it was lovely and sunny so I spent a couple of hours sitting in the sun, doing a bit of patchwork.
Bruce arrived back and he was pleased as he had actually had some bites on his line and nearly caught two fish. A miss is as good as a mile, but he enjoyed himself and that's good. By this time the wind was really strong, so he took the awnings down before we sat down to lunch. The sourdough was delicious.
We went to Sassafras - the Italian restaurant in Yamba we had been to not long after it opened - for dinner. It is still the same owner and he has been open for 9 years. What a great meal. We ordered a Spicy Prawn Pizza and it was absolutely covered in prawns. They are freshly caught by the fishermen in Iluka, which is just across the river from Yamba. Would highly recommend Sassafras to anyone going there.
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