Wednesday dawned, with clear brilliant blue sky, a pleasant north-easterly breeze and little humidity. Just what is needed to start a walk through the Spring Creek Wetlands. While the blurb, in the tourist book was great, the actual signage was woeful and we didn’t end up doing the walk. It was disappointing.
We did see this cute Blue Wren.
The Little Blowhole was next, as the breeze was just right for it to blow. And blow it did! The Little Blowhole is a hidden gem and I think far better that its ‘big brother.’ I have yet to be disappointed with it. An interesting aside is how they are formed, with the action of air in a worn cave, becoming compressed by waves and acting like a drill, forcing a passage vertically upwards.
As by now the temperature had started its climb, into the 30’s, the spray from the blows was cooling and fun. The power of the waves was awesome. This photo shows one of the sprays.
Looking North, towards the Blowhole.
From there we found the Bonaira Native Gardens and walked in dappled sunlight, on a concrete path, that the Skinks had been sunning themselves on. Their scurrying, into the dried leaves made us stop and check that we hadn’t disturbed any snakes. The walk was good and there were plaques labelling different trees and plants.
This little Skink, liked having its photo taken.
Back to the hotel, parked the car and went for coffee before returning to our room to cool off and plan the afternoon.
As there was a Farmers’ Market, in the park on Manning Street, we strolled there. It was mostly local farmers, selling their produce and seemed to be very well attended. As the temperature even had the locals complaining, we had to cool down with locally made gelato. Delicious! Walking back to the hotel, via Church Point, Black Beach and Hindmarsh Park made for a pleasant, if somewhat hot afternoon. Situated on Church Point is the Anglican Church, built in 1858.
Anglican Church, built 1858. Back then it would have been the Church of England Church.
Bombo Headland, from Black Beach.
Valentine’s Day dinner at the Dragon Garden Restaurant was lovely and when the southerly buster arrived, around 8.00pm, everyone was thrilled.
Thursday dawned a little cooler, with the promise that it would warm up, but not to the heat of Wednesday, we ventured to the Bombo Headland. The blurb, in the tourist book stated,’ A legacy of blue metal quarrying in the 1880’s and 1900’s has left us with a moonscape of basalt walls and columns.’ And it wasn’t wrong. If you haven’t ventured to Bombo, do so. The walk is easy and you will be rewarded with views, back to the lighthouse as well as this interesting landscape. These photos show just some of what is there.
Morning tea at the Blowhole, again it wasn’t blowing much, then we parked the car back at the hotel and went for a walk, to the Kiama Family History Centre, for a spot of research, along Black Beach to the swimming pool and back.
Dinner, at the pub and packing, to leave on Friday ended our day.
I was surprised by what Kiama had to offer both with places to explore and the variety of places to eat. While we were able to walk, to local places are car is essential for those further away places.
Bye for now,