We had friends visiting a beautiful spot just over an hours drive from here, so planned to meet up with them while they were there. I contacted them to arrange a day and time, and then contacted a cousin who lived in the area to see if they were available to catch up on the same day.
With times arranged, we planned the rest of our days outing…
We left home mid morning, we were heading to Lakes Entrance, a beautiful coastal fishing town, and very popular spot for tourists, particularly in the warmer months, although we love it all year round. We were hoping that the lady who sells fresh fish from the back of the boat would be there, but sadly, when we arrived, she wasn’t there. I took a walk across the footbridge to the beach, before returning to wait with Gary for our friends to arrive.
The sand and sea at Lakes Entrance
The beach at Lakes Entrance
The stunning shoreline of the Ninety Mile Beach in Gippsland, Australia separates Bass Strait from the Gippsland Lakes, with the sandy beaches, edged by sand dunes, stretching for approximately 94 miles or 151 kilometers. In years long past, this pristine stretch of beach, uninterrupted by rocky headlands, provided no safe harbour for sail and steam vessels when storms and gale force winds hit, leaving the coastline scattered with many offshore wrecks and the occasional onshore wreck.
On a recent trip to the area we chose to head to one such onshore wreck, that of the barque ‘Trinculo’, where the skeleton of the wreck is still visible on the beach near the small coastal village of Golden Beach.
I love my morning commute – I cannot believe how lucky that I am to be driving the country roads, as I head out early in the morning to collect the produce required for our weekly cook. The only problem is that nature often stops me in my tracks, quite literally! I tend to drive the back roads, and have now taken to carrying my camera with me to try and capture natures beauty.
The morning light, the morning fog, the morning frost, the morning rainbow…
Today I almost stopped to take a photo of a puddle, but decided to keep going. Wish I had stopped to take a photo of the puddle.
I often find myself smiling as I drive, thinking of the lifestyle change we have made. Who would have thought that this ex-(city) secretary, is now cooking food for a local cafe, providing catering for meetings and even supplying a local farm gate with product.
This is where I live, and this is my morning commute, no traffic lights, almost no traffic, though occasionally stopping to allow the cows to cross the road, and of course, often stopping to take in nature’s beauty..
Until next time…