Monday, June 26th, 2006 10:42 pm
We returned to South Mandu to find the tide quite different and our lovely launching spot turned into largish waves crashing on a rocky shore.

Haulage!

We carried the boats North until we found a good launching spot, thankfully less than 1 km but not the most fun of activities. You can do a lot of hauling when you own a VERY big bag of Anzac cookies and we were rewarded when we found the Oyster Stacks which has a very good reputation among snorkelers and rightly so.

Z. and S experimented with kayak snorkeling [and later with kayak bilge pumping] and the rest of us were a little more conventional with masks and flippers. The fish life is amazing, colourful and beautiful, I'm not sure I can begin to describe how many we saw.



Also very worth seeing is the little beach there composed of smooth, tumbled pebbles of different sizes all in graduated shades of coral pink. Deep, fuchsia pink at the shoreline to the palest of ice pink where the sun has bleached dry mounds almost to white. So pretty.

After a little confab on the shore we paddled North again seeing the odd emu and kangaroo watching from the dunes until we reached Turquoise Bay.



We had lunch and then the gang went snorkeling and I snoozed contentedly in the sand coocooned in a towel, sunnies and hat. This is a really popular spot and even has it's own shade structure.