Early morning walk.
Cooked breakfast: mushies, tomato, exotic sausages …
Meander around town on our bikes.
Score the prime seat at prime café with a dozen mini buses of cyclists sipping lattes and white wine after their competition ride finishes in town.
I surf and Maria wanders along the gorgeous main beach with camera in hand.
Left over rice turned into fried rice for a late lunch.
Lay around on a blanket in the afternoon sun. Talk.
Shop for dinner.
Drive to South Beach where Maria savours the setting sun through her lens. I stand on Pat and she snaps that too.
Back home to try an adaption of Jamie’s Moorish pork chops: stuffed with raisins, oregano and stuff on a bed of butter beans, capsicum, bacon and spinach. Wonderful meal.
Talk to Rachel and Johanna.
Its 8 o’clock and it feels like bedtime after such a busy! Sunday.
Its three years since we first slept in our caravan. Then it was a rainy, windy weekend at Inverlock. So many nights all over Victoria and NSW since. Some decisions just keep on rewarding you.