Our Travel Adventures: 25th Oct, chilling out, Cape Hillsbrough and the coconut..

So here we are on Casaruan beach, in the heart of one of Australia's national parks. Can't get a signal, so no Internet and no phone, but just to make up for it, we've got sun, sea, palm trees and a turkey that's just wandering round, and I would just love to introduce it to a box of sage and onion. I keep trying to entice him over, but Lin's guessed what I'm up to and is making sure the turkey and paxo never meet. Just to keep me occupied, we gather a couple of coconuts. Now for those that don't know, coconuts don't come like you find them in the supermarkets, they come ready wrapped in their own packaging with the nut buried inside. No problem, just get out the claw hammer and knock nine types of crap out of it, that should do it........... Not a bloody chance!. Seems like the coconut was made with the hammer in mind and has grown rather hairy between the outer skin and the nut. I was there for a frigging hour, pulling this way and tugging that. How they sell these things in Tesco's for a nicker, beats me. Anyway, I finally realised that I've started at the wrong end and with a bit of help from Lin, We finally scalped the bars*ted and got the nut out. Got to say, it was worth it, the milk was creamy and the flesh was sweet, yer cant beat a coconut right off the tree, whats more, the turkey got a reprieve, but I'll get the bugger yet, we're here for another two nights.

So time to get the rod out. (Oi, me fishing rod, me kids read this). Seems like no matter where you go and no matter how little stuff they have in these general stores, they always have bait, so down to the beach, tides coming in, perfect. Not a sodding bite, nix, Nada, nothing, I'm sure this bleeding sea's empty, never mind, I'll have another go tomorrow.

We're out here in the middle of nowhere and the only place we can get supplies is the camp shop. Unfortunately the shops stock is a little limited, so tea for tonight is gonna be a fry up, who cares?. We're on an adventure, anyway, we're got the ocean as a back drop, the stars as a ceiling, each other and a possum that keeps running across the camp and taking a swan dive into the rubbish bin, Who could want for more? (apart from that turkey, and I'm gonna have that bugger)...

Wooosh, bang and it lands... well 6 of the flipping things do....