Noosa river caravan park is harder than willy wonkas chocolate factory to get into so with nothing available we headed to noosa north shore caravan park. This is right on the beach and unpowered so usually we would be very happy but during our stay the wind was blowing a gale onshore. We were all sandblasted and there seemed to be more sand in the van than outside. The camp is very isolated, You have to get a ferry in and out so at $16 a time we were locked in. This was good for beni as I couldn’t spend as much money in the Noosa shops but we were all getting cabin fever and also needed to wash the sand out of our bits.
Beni kept ringing Noosa river park in the hope that someone cancelled. We got lucky, some woman had cut her hand that badly that she had to go home and so we were in! The grey nomads dominate these prime real estate positions and come back year after year. You usually have to have someone cark it to get in. We were the talk of the campsite, everyone wanted to know how these young new people had got in! Everyone was lovely and the girls were spoilt by grandparents here missing their own grandkids.
This campsite is the closest one to Hastings Street Noosa and the surf. We were both overwhelmed by how busy it had become. We encountered our first speed bumps of the trip. These knocked the sway bars off the caravan and poor beni had to put them back on in the middle of the street with traffic quickly backing up. But we were back in familiar territory, Meggie even remembers Noosa and was pumped to go to the surf club for a pink lemonade and hit the shops. It felt odd to us, as if we were just on a weeks holiday, the adventure behind us already a distant memory.
We easily glided into holiday mode, clandestine organic cafe for breakfast coffees, regular trips to the shops, farmers markets and surf club.
I had a stand up paddle yoga lesson at SUP Noosa. I happened to be he only one in the group lesson so managed to get a lesson tailored to my exact needs, Rick pulled apart my paddling technique and taught me to do headstands on the board. The girls loved trying some moves out on the river the caravan park fronts onto.
This was unfortunately our last stop with the lees. They now forge ahead at a much quicker pace than us. Of course this was another excuse for a party together. We will miss these guys so much, they’re a very special family who we were blessed to meet so early on in the trip. They’ve definitely made our experiences much richer and a life long friendship has been made. They are our on the road family and we couldn’t have asked for better.
Noosa had run out of accommodation and with a week till we moved into kaths house we decided to move just down the road to coolum. We spent 3 hours packing up then went to the office to check out, someone had just died. We could get in for another 4 days!!!
We had come too far, we very hesitantly continued to roll on out. Me and the girls were leaving a perfect spot to go to coolum whilst beni flew back to Sydney, this had to be the least excited I’d been on this trip to go to a new place.
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