And the difference was spectacular.

Scuppered we were! All hope of a day on the beach playing in the surf, gone! During the night massive waves came in and the red flags were in force warning of dangerous conditions all along the beaches here in Kiama. Seemed strange as we didn't really have exceptionally high winds but talking to one of the ladies in the laundry, she happened to mention that the Indonesian earthquake and possible tidal wave could be the cause.

With the surf so spectacular we thought we would take another look at Kiama blowhole. Back at the beginning of November, it was all a bit tame but what a difference today.

Clouds were rolling in and I was determined to go for a swim so we high tailed it back to the caravan park, got changed and took the plunge. Wasn't expecting the water temperature to be so cold. It was bl**dy freezing!!!

What does one say about mad dogs and Englishmen? The pool was deserted by midday but still us Brits stayed. By 12.30pm enough was enough. Far too hot to stay out any longer and back to the caravan to sit in the shade. No sooner had we sat down then our little visitors were back.

Desperately trying to get to the biscuits.

Keeping an eye on what Ian was doing.

Made do with the bread instead.

 It was time to stir ourselves and get going on packing and cleaning the van. Took the car to a car wash, you should have seen how dusty it was and all those dead flies.....unfortunately the wash didn't shift them so a good scrubbing was needed on our return. I'm sure my brother wouldn't appreciate us returning a dirty car. Anyway, by 5pm all jobs finished and we cracked open a bottle of red to toast our great adventure and to look forward to the next one.

And a Nankeen Kestrel paid us a visit.

Landed right by the car to have a dust bath. This taken at dusk so not good photos.