March 5, 2007
After our brief stint of Kayaking in Rose Bay, we decided to try our luck on the waters of Jervis Bay.
I had contacted Jervis Bay Kayak Company a couple of weeks earlier and organised for us to go on a half-day kayaking tour. We were initially scheduled to kayak on Saturday but got a call on Friday to let us know that the weather was going to be all doom and gloom and can we postpone our tour until Sunday.
This turned out to be a blessing as disguise as Sunday was sunny and the perfect day for a glorious canoe trip.
So we met the group (there were about 8 other people) at the kayaking centre (which was situated in the Jervis Bay shopping centre), were introduced to our guide and signed indemnity forms. We then climbed into the 4×4 and headed into the nature reserve.
The scenery was magnificent – all clear blue waters, white sands and forestry. We took a while unpacking the vehicle, dragging the kayaks onto the beach (the hard work) and getting some tutoring from our guide.
We finally clambered into our kayaks and got onto the water. We got our synchronicity just right and sped along. I was loving it! After about an hour of good paddling we stopped at a patch of beach and munched on yummy carrot cake and fruit. There was even tea and coffee for those who wanted a warm drink. We then for a bit of dip in the water – a tad cold but refreshing.
We then headed back on our kayaks stopping at some torquoise patches of water to spy on some fish. Since we were tucked into our canoe with a canopy, it was possible to do a bit of trick rotating – ie do a 360 degree rotation under the water and then back again. The guide did it a couple of times but none of us decided to try it.
We then reached the beach and had to lug the canoe back into the van…I was barefoot and the tarmac was sizzling – ow!
What a fabulous experience – it was extremely professional with excellent equipment. Definitely well recommended.
We then ended our long weekend with a drive through the picturesque Kangaroo Valley and arrived back in Sydney
February 26, 2007
Jervis Bay holds a Guinness Book world record – for having the whitest beach in the world. I must admit, I was a tad sceptical. How could a small coastal beach have whiter sands than deserted tropical islands in the middle of the Pacific Ocean? I had to see this for myself.
So we decided to take a walk to Hyams Beach, of the snow white sand. It was a bit of a trek – but a very attractive one at that – through the beaches, over rocks, in the forests and finally reached the tarmac of the exclusive Hyams Beach resort town. It took us a good couple of hours to get to our destination and by the time we actually arrived, the weather was somewhat miserable and the colour of the beach sand had lost its glimmer.
I expected some sort of plague at least advertising this accolade but there was nothing like that. We did find a gorgeous deserted beach with sand as soft as satin and yes, it was very white. I can’t say whether it’s the whitest in the world, but I reckon it’s the softest and whitest I’ve ever seen.
We were starving by now, so we ambled to Hyams Beach Store – the one and only cafe (well at least what we could gather). The food looked delicious but we settled on yummy milkshakes.
We resisted hitchhiking back to Vincentia and rather walked back – finally reaching our self-catering oasis. We delved into the kitchen for cheese and tomato ‘sangers’ (sandwiches).
In the afternoon, we headed into Huskisson where we caught a movie at the Husky Cinema and then returned to Vicentia for a night of dvd’s and home-made pasta.
February 24, 2007
So after about a two and a half hour drive we arrived in Jervis Bay. The town where we were staying is called Vincentia, which was sandwiched between the exclusive Hyams Beach and the more local hangout of Huskisson.
As we turned into the road where our self-catering house lay, we were welcomed with a renegade ball flying out from a energetic game of street cricket. Our next door neighbours were celebrating Australia day traditionally with booze, alcohol and more booze. They were nicely merry by the time we pulled in and as they yelled for us to join their party, all hopes of a nice quiet weekend vanished in a second.
The house, Corrinyah on Jervis, is set literally steps away from the main Collingwood beach. It’s a wonderful upmarket beachhouse fully equipped with two bright bedrooms, nice kitchen, lounge with TV, dvd player and dvd’s and a remote controlled garage. The owners had even left us a welcoming letter, a complimentary bottle of sparkling wine and choccies. They also had a tourist pack filled with sugested activities and restaurants in the area. Well recommended.
We popped over to the local supermarket to get some supplies, then I explored the lovely beach – very untouched, long and white.
Next up – dinner in an Aussie safari style tree-house…..
The beach is footsteps from the house
February 24, 2007
For my first long weekend in Australia (which happened to be the very patriotic Australia Day), I was very keen to go away. I tried to get flights to Byron Bay but these were elevated in price beyond my budget (they were about quadruple their normal price).
So we decided to go a bit more local and head for the New South Wales (NSW) South Coast – and more specifically Jervis Bay. It took a little bit of research to organise accommodation here – I had to familiarise myself with the area plus find accommodation that would accept 2 night bookings (over long weekends, most places were insisting on 3 nights).
I landed up going through the booking agent – jervis.com.au. Sueanne was extremely helpful and efficient and soon I was booked into a self catering pad for $220 a night in a town called Vincentia.
Ben and I left for Jervis bay on Friday afternoon. Our first stop was at Kiama, which is the site of the infamous blowhole. I have been hearing about this legendary natural phenomenon from my uncle Jules for ages. When my sister and her hubbie first arrived in Aussie, Jules took them for a daytrip just to see the blowhole. Sadly the blowhole never played the game and they remain sceptics that the blowhole every really blows.
When I told a friendly cabbie that I was going to Kiama and I heard the blowhole never blew, he almost blew up on me. He said that tourists only visit on nice, sunny days and clearly the blowhold is only going erupt when the sea is more tumultuous.
Anyway, we were lucky and guess what, the blowhole blew and believe me, it was worth the stop. It’s quite incredible to watch with volcano of water shoot from the bowels of the earth. Ben had to literally tear me away to get back onto the road.
Our next stop was in Berry. The main reason for the visit was to stop at the famous Sour Dough Bakery here. We may have been lucky with the blow, but not so with the bread. The bakery was sadly closed. But we did enjoy a relaxed meander through this quaint town (it’s pretty much one road with shops on either side). We munched on large foccacia’s in a nearby deli.
Next stop: Jervis Bay