New Brighton to Broom's Head

Some of the produce from New Brighton Markets - on every Tuesday morning, from early o'clock.  It's almost worth the drive down from Brisbane every Tuesday just to pick up such wonderfully fresh produce.

Beautiful bananas

Doesn't this look almost too good to eat?  (Sorry Katrina, they didn't have any Brussels Sprouts!)

The view from our motorhome.

I've already lost track of the number of days we've been away, but we've spent a relaxing time in the front yard of Ann and Ross' home, walking the beach, eating and drinking too much and generally tidying and ordering the motorhome, finding niches for all the extraneous junk we threw in at the last minute.

This morning was New Brighton Markets, and I only wish I could put in all the lovely photos Ray took.  There was one memorable sight of a young girl walking along with a backpack on, with green veges sticking out both sides, and another with a beautiful young girl in a push-chair with the top groaning with veges of all descriptions.  The sights this morning were enough to make me want to take up photography!

We bypassed both Lennox and Evans Head, heading for one of our favourite spots on the NSW coast.  Broom's Head is only 25km from Maclean, a lovely old-fashioned "village"surrounded by Yuragir National Park, home to around 200 permanents.  We saw lots of wallabies along the way and, my old favourites, emus.  Brooms Head was originally known as Cakora Point - I rather prefer the story that the name was changed in 1870 when a broom, thought to have come from a wreck of the schooner "Eureka", was found washed up on the beach!

We intended to stay here for a week or so before heading inland, but on arrival discovered that our hot water system had died and we need to go to Grafton to have the whole thing either repaired or replaced - one hour there, one hour for diagnosis and goodness knows how long to get the part in from wherever these things are located.  That just means that we can come back here until the part arrives, and then drive back to Grafton for its repair/replacement.  Luckily the facilities in the caravan park are first rate so not having water in the van will only be a problem for washing up - nothing we can't solve with a little goodwill.

Right now, the sun is going down pretty fast and we're just about to try our new BBQ for the first time, with some luscious looking meat from a butcher in Maclean, and fresh salad from the markets this morning.  Reckon we'll probably be in bed pretty early tonight, with the accompaniment of waves rolling in on the nearby sand.

Ray groaned "Oh no, not another travelogue" when reading over my shoulder, so apologies to all those who thought that it'd just be a couple of paragraphs a day - I can't write short!