15 Jul Agnes Water & The Town Of 1770
Wow I really liked this place. We ended up staying in the Horizon Kangaroo Sanctuary which is a beautiful place on top of a hill overlooking the whole of Agnes and 1770. It was a comedy of errors that we arrived here as it wasn’t really suitable for a rig of our size. I called them to establish whether it was safe because Wikicamps alluded to the fact that it wasn’t entirely suited to large, articulated vehicles. The phone was answered by a backpacker the sanctuary had staying with them. She kindly relayed my questions to the owner Gary, who was on their roof at the time. Something must have been lost in translation because the steep gravel driveway, overhanging branches and tight campsite wasn’t ideal for a 15m articulated vehicle, but with Gary’s help and a chainsaw, we made it work and ended up camping in paradise for 3 nights.
While there we visited the beach, went SUP’ing and swimming, in the middle of winter mind you, and went exploring. We had a pretty good few days of school work and general compliance from the kids, possibly helped by Layla’s first truly enforced digital and sugar free week after her blow up in Bundaberg the night before. It seemed to work because I hadn’t seen behaviour like this in months. She was helping around the house, doing her school work with less complaints and doing things she wouldn’t ordinarily do without being asked i.e. washing dishes, putting stuff away, making lunches – huzzah!
We had perfect weather the whole time and barely needed to put a jumper on. Day two saw us get to the beach again and we went for a fishing exploration to Wreck Rock in the Deepwater National Park on the advice of Tonia Lassman (a teacher at Clayfield College). It felt like we were at Fraser Island again with the 10km track into Wreck Rock being almost all sand. It was a beautiful drive in with unexpected flora along the whole track. While there were people down there at the campground, you could have believed we were the last 3 people on earth as there was no body around. The beach was nice, but the awesome fishing I was lured there with (haha) was not to eventuate with not even a single bite for my 1 hour effort. The kids had a ball playing the last rays of sun away building sandcastles, and walls and playing in the shallows, again in the middle of winter in the rapidly waning sunlight. The sun went down and it was time to head back. By the time we got in the car it was dark with only a slight orange tinge visible on the western horizon where the sun had just been. We were back at camp shortly after and had our first movie of the week with my lifting Layla’s digital ban early due to good behaviour.
We were up early and manoeuvred our way out of our tight surroundings, the perfect end to a perfect few days. By 8:30 we were biting into the kms we needed to eat up to collect Yas at Gladstone airport at 10:15. It was great to see her and we were all at peace again.
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