The Big Banana: Day 11
We were up reasonably early but still didn’t manage to leave the campsite until 8:30. We went in convoy up the Pacific Highway exchanging the odd comment over the radios. This kept Cass occupied for some of the journey but both Cass and Hero managed a nap.
However, they were both awake for the journey passed the big banana. (Each region has a big ‘something’ depending on the regional farming of choice. There is a big prawn too. Perhaps a big Turkey on the approach to Hemington, Alan?).
The journey to Yamba, the undiscovered jewel on the east coast has little to report. Yamba itself is set next to the extremely wide, Clarence river that dominates the landscape. The final stretch of the journey snakes the edge of the Clarence interrupted by sugar cane fields and cattle fields.
Yamba itself is… oh hold on I forgot a bit of drama on route. The kids at the end of the three-hour drive had become restless so I suggested giving the worst protagonist, Hero, an M&M – well I know what you are thinking why would you give a one year old a chocolate peanut but it seemed a good idea at the time – that momentarily silenced her until she turned purple and started choking as we drove into Yamba.
I did an emergency stop, Katy jumped out of the car and tried to get the peanut out of her throat while I was wondering how I’d manage to find a biro to perform a roadside tracheotomy (sp.). Fortunately, the peanut flew out and we had survived another chapter of our adventure. We radio’ed ‘rubber duck’ as we called them on the radio and updated them on our whereabouts. They had showed some initiative and found a map of Yamba – nice work!
We found Coldstream Street and parked outside LJ Hooker. Russ was camp but very helpful so we drove in convoy to Pippi Beach. Eventually we navigated our way to the correct underground car park and headed up to our apartment.
Well, let me tell you this is quite some apartment. Two storey, three-bedroom with amazing views of the Pacific Ocean on one side and the pool on the other. Russ had definitely come up trumps. We unpacked and headed down to the pool so Cassius and Hero could cool off. There were a gang of Australian children at the pool so lots of new friends for the kids.
At dusk James and I headed into Yamba for some of their famous prawns. They are caught here in shrimp boats. In fact, I can see their bright lights as I sit here writing. The prawns are big and very tasty.
We sat around, ate our feast and tried a Riesling from Coonawarra and delicious it is too. Early to bed because tomorrow James and I will be surfing, dude.
However, they were both awake for the journey passed the big banana. (Each region has a big ‘something’ depending on the regional farming of choice. There is a big prawn too. Perhaps a big Turkey on the approach to Hemington, Alan?).
The journey to Yamba, the undiscovered jewel on the east coast has little to report. Yamba itself is set next to the extremely wide, Clarence river that dominates the landscape. The final stretch of the journey snakes the edge of the Clarence interrupted by sugar cane fields and cattle fields.
Yamba itself is… oh hold on I forgot a bit of drama on route. The kids at the end of the three-hour drive had become restless so I suggested giving the worst protagonist, Hero, an M&M – well I know what you are thinking why would you give a one year old a chocolate peanut but it seemed a good idea at the time – that momentarily silenced her until she turned purple and started choking as we drove into Yamba.
I did an emergency stop, Katy jumped out of the car and tried to get the peanut out of her throat while I was wondering how I’d manage to find a biro to perform a roadside tracheotomy (sp.). Fortunately, the peanut flew out and we had survived another chapter of our adventure. We radio’ed ‘rubber duck’ as we called them on the radio and updated them on our whereabouts. They had showed some initiative and found a map of Yamba – nice work!
We found Coldstream Street and parked outside LJ Hooker. Russ was camp but very helpful so we drove in convoy to Pippi Beach. Eventually we navigated our way to the correct underground car park and headed up to our apartment.
Well, let me tell you this is quite some apartment. Two storey, three-bedroom with amazing views of the Pacific Ocean on one side and the pool on the other. Russ had definitely come up trumps. We unpacked and headed down to the pool so Cassius and Hero could cool off. There were a gang of Australian children at the pool so lots of new friends for the kids.
At dusk James and I headed into Yamba for some of their famous prawns. They are caught here in shrimp boats. In fact, I can see their bright lights as I sit here writing. The prawns are big and very tasty.
We sat around, ate our feast and tried a Riesling from Coonawarra and delicious it is too. Early to bed because tomorrow James and I will be surfing, dude.
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