The Lakes Way

My partner and I went on a road-trip to Tuncurry-Forster in the Great Lakes area, north of Newcastle. It was stinking hot. The air-conditioning in the car didn’t work. The packet of Allen’s snakes had melted into a gelatinous viscous fluid. The fabric that covered the car roof kept falling down, allowing the decaying foam above it to break away and blow through the car like our own personal orange snow storm (without the cool relief). So we were stinking hot, sweaty, sugarless and covered in granules of decaying old foam. It’s not every day that instead of stopping at Bulahdelah for a coffee or an antique automobile festival, you stop for a staple gun. With the roof fabric stapled back in some semblance of place, we arrived in Tuncurry-Forster to a shower, beaches, fish and chips, excellent coffee at Tartt, dolphins and whales. On the way home we drove the Lakes Way, resplendent with more beaches and forest and rain clouds.


One Response to The Lakes Way

  1. Katie says:

    What a gorgeous beach! I wish I was there right now, enjoying the sand and gazing at that amazing blue water. With such a destination in store, it’s almost worth braving melted snakes and drooping car roofs.

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