Hawks Nest on a Shoestring

Thanks to Clive, a second-year in my prayer group, our little family got away to Hawks Nest for a few nights this week.

Hawks Nest is a little coastal town several hours North of the big smoke (South of Taree, near Karuah). It's so tiny and unpretentious and beautiful; the beach reminded us of the Tassie east coast but the water was warm enough to swim in for ages and ages. It really felt like a piece of home :)


The unit we stayed in, 'Booneroo', was pretty musty and dark; but who's complaining? (Such a classic name! The block is on Booner St.)


The highlight was definitely the beach. But the quiet was just wonderful. We sat, we read, we ate, we hooned around in a hire car (no birds!), we drank coffee, and we marvelled at the quiet.


The biggest bummer was the debacle of driving there. I have to take the blame for it: it took about an hour longer than it should have. There were several contributing factors that I won't go into, but one worth mentioning are the mistakes in the 'Whereis' directions... Whereis told us to make turns in suburbs that were on the opposite side of a body of water to where we should have been! My resolution: don't rely on whereis - get a map.

And yes, I did eventually ask directions ;)