The beaches of Bundeena are sunny, soft sanded and very sparsely populated. The water is not cold. You feel no chill, as you duck and dive and splash in these seas. Still, it is refreshing. And there is company. A little penguin has decided to join us for a swim. He delights all, before diving and disappearing off to god knows where. We search for a break in the surface, right across the bay, but all we see are the distant high rise buildings of Sydney.

    
We walk the length of the beach, then step off into the bush to go find the aboriginal rock markings. It is fascinating to think that these are ten thousand years old, (some accounts claim they are even older, though some say they do not go back so far). Who knows. To imagine someone sitting on these rocks, however many thousands of years ago, and making drawings that we still see today, is remarkable
Then back to Sean’s house. We are blessed with a kind and welcoming host, who offers shelter and comfort, and who fills us with food and with drink, and with conversation and good company. We stay for a week and, while we’re there, we visit the city to see the sites. Sydney harbour and the opera house. The bridge, the parks, the Rocks, (that’s an area, not a boulder pile), the museums, the bars, the restaurants ……. You get the idea. 

Last night in Bundeena and we have dinner and play an open mic session at the bowling club. I’m reluctant to leave this peaceful place, but we have collected our trusty camper van and we have the open road ahead. Many thanks to Sean and Corinne, and all who gave us their welcome, and their friendship. Until next time!!