After leaving the candle factory back in Nimbin we headed back towards home with no definite plans which brought us into another small place called Uki (pronounced Yookeye in case you really are that interested).
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We stopped there primarily for something to drink but mainly due to the interstate time differences, all of the cafes were closed leaving us with the only option of a convenience store so, resigned to the fact there was to be no fine dining, we parked up the old jalopy and wandered around on foot snapping at anything of interest as we went (photo snapping not moody snapping that is).
And that seems to be the thing with Australia, it appears that no matter where you are, there always seems to be something well worth photographing. Whether or not I can do any justice to that is the crucial part under scrutiny here but Uki like everywhere else we have visited, is a quiet, clean and well presented little place and as suggested on websites, there are some things really worthy of the odd snap here and there. And during the whole holiday this country has given me some of the most satisfying photos I have ever taken. So generally speaking, the place mustn't be all that bad.
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Anyway, from there we headed back towards Murwillumbah(yes you may have read it right but how did you say it? If indeed you even tried). Again, it wasn’t for any particular reason apart from Jodie being born at a hospital there (sadly no statues of that ~ thank god) but like the town’s website suggests, it is a beautiful place despite its chequered historic past (somebody’s birth that is).
We dotted around the prettiness, saw some nice scenery, eyed a few houses, took in a closed museum and went up the the Lion’s Lookout. And then, like in all the best movies (really?), it was back into the putt-putt for a trip even further down the road to Fingel Head lighthouse and yet another bloody beach. This time overlooking Cook Island (it’s a dirty job, but somebody has to do it. So very glad it was me).
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| View from the Lion's Lookout |
And I say "another bloody beach", because I was trying not to swear too much and because I know I have readers back in old blighty probably suffering with freezing cold temperatures, ice, snow, sludge, dark overcast nights and plenty of rain and I profusely apologise to them for seeming to be rubbing their noses in it with all this sand, sea and sunshine. I honestly didn’t know this place had so many beaches. Yet alone how beautifully presented, warm and welcoming they all are. Oooops sorry guys, got carried away again.
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| More Fingel Head photos here. |
It will, like the rest of my time out here, be captured in my memories for a very long time time to come though. And I’m just happy this angler guy didn’t hook Flipper, the fishy master of the shiny blue Pacific and get pulled to a watery death at sea. What the hell was he thinking standing that close to the edge? And, please... Nobody tell me now that Flipper can't speak either. That would just be the end of all reality in my merry window licking, little world.
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