Byron Bay - which was nice...

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After leaving Jen's and Wingham, we went further North to Byron Bay.


We arrived at the hostel in the evening to find it FULL of young, idiot girls, the kind of girls who Pink sang about in her song 'stupid girls'. They were all giggly, wandering around in nothing but bikinis and agonising over whether a saturday night dress could actually be worn on a different day of the week, oh joy.

Leaving the hostel for the beach the following morning, we quickly established that the whole of Byron was like that. The shops and cafes were very expensive and full of pristine looking people, clearly wearing the correct dress on the day that nature intended.


We spent quite a bit of time reading books by the beach, being slightly terrorised by seagulls. Byron is very money driven, plenty of shops and expensive tours to occupy your time and wallet, which didn't leave us a huge number of options. Although free meals at the hostel free-ed (??) up a couple of dollars for a cheeky beer or 2 in the eveing.


One thing we did really want to do was the walk up to Cape Byron, the most easterly point in Australia. According to our guide book, the Australians thought that Captain Cook had named it after the poet, and so named the street names accordingly (Shelley etc), whereas it was actually named after his grandfather! We knew it was going to be a long walk, so packed suitable provisions (forgot food and water but was carrying a heavy book) and headed in the general direction.

Fortunatly for us it wasn't long before there were signposts showing us the way! The walking track wound round the headland, giving us wonderful views of the different beaches along the way. We stopped for ages and watched the surfers at one beach, listening to a wet suited and booted guy telling his daugher all about the different types of waves and complicated things. Further along, we stumbled across a small surfing competition for the 'older generation'. There was something quite odd and milding disturbing seeing a group of old men clad in wet suits up to their waists, so we didn't stop and kept plodding along.


Several thousand steps later we arrived at the top, the easternmost point of Australia, with fantastic views of the headland and beaches that we had walked past. We were even lucky enough to spot a few dolphins from up there, but that was not the best of our dolphin viewing that day.

After taking the obligatory photos, we made our way back down, stopping briefly at a viewing spot. Suddenly we saw a group of about 6 dolphins 'riding the waves', jumping out of the water perfectly synchronised and surfing their way in towards the beach! We were so stunned that we didn't get chance to get the camera out, but it is certainly an image that I will remember nonetheless.


There is not much else I can say about Byron Bay. If we had money to burn we would have been in tourist heaven, jumping out of planes, buying designer surfwear, drinking expensive cocktails. As it was, we were surrounded by people who we had nothing in common with and spent a lot of time reading, which was nice....

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