Clybucca 11 July 2005

Took Nell, Alf and Beryl down to the harbour. The winds had been blowing all night and the waves were crashing over the rocks. We watched a fishing boat struggling to enter the calm waters of the harbour. Said goodbye and headed south, stopping at a roadside camp north of Clybucca. Nice little spot with about 7 other vehicles. Some interesting other forms of travel there (including an old gypsy wagon) and photos taken. Moved on in the rain and grey skies to Kempsey. Peter had spent a lot of time here in the floods and looked at all the shops that he last saw covered in water. We wandered around and found an interesting antique shop and a fascinating pub that was obviously an old beautiful Commercial Bank. All the main features remain and instead of buying a drink, you feel like you should make a withdrawal! We stopped and had a decadent bacon and egg lunch in the van by the river on such a bleak day.