Venus Bay - Labour Day Weekend

Being a bank holiday and with us all working ourselves to the bone (with one exception) a gang of us headed south to a place called Venus Bay, a quiet seaside village off the beaten track. After a 4 hour drive (Rella's map work needs some attention, plus there was the tough decisions that had to be made in the bottle shop - what beer, how many crates, what about the wine - sparkling or still. Then there was the rum - did those mohitos need soda water or would ice suffice???) we arrived at our mansion in the campsite.

Venus Bay

As happens with all camping trips the first night was over indulgent leaving a large dent in the bottle shop supplies. An introduction of Roxanne didn't help matters...

During Roxanne (boys drink on 'Roxanne', girls on 'put on the red light')

L-R Paul, Simon, Author

After 2 rounds of Roxanne.... Strewth!!

L-R Cindy, Simon, Celia, Paul, Ed

The following day the temperature rose to the mid 30's so we rested our weary bones and heads on the sandy beach and wollowed in the surf. Sometime later James and Claire arrived and more merriment followed, plus a bit of table tennis, which became a regular feature of the weekend...

James Playing Table Tennis

The next day (Sunday) the weather took a turn for the worse, bit of rain and a chilly 20 degrees so we got in the car and headed to the Wilsons Prom National Park for a bit of 'walking'.

Our 300m walk to a beach

Playing silly buggers on the beach

Rella's turn now...

Having endured the table tennis championship that followed, Cindy, Claire and I headed for beach to catch the sunset and get some fresh air in our lungs. Heading back for the campsite we heard the beat of a local band emerging from the only bar - a chicken fast food joint. We decided to stop in for 'just the one' and quickly returned to grab the others... the boys were wiped so that just left it to the girls to keep up the pace!

After being in the bar for a few minutes we were embraced by the locals and invited to play the tambourine etc....oh dear, that's when the trouble started. Mainly due to this suspicious looking character, Wayne!

Real men really do wear pink!?

Need I say more... my first girlie night out in ages...I've missed that!

Claire, Celia, random local 1, random local 2 and finally Cindy dancing on the table

The end of a fantastic weekend.