Iconic Byron

It’s raining and hard, however we’ve noticed that rain doesn’t last too long here, so by late morning we’re walking into Byron and then on towards the headland. It’s common in Australia to see yellow diamond shaped signs warning of animals (kangaroos, koalas, wombats) for the next x number of km’s, but the one on the way to the headland is the best we’ve seen yet – wildlife cross here! Do the animals read these signs and do they obey them?  The path takes us along the coast, across boardwalks and through bush until it emerges at the end of Clarkes Beach. The short walk across the beach brings us to the fisherman’s lookout, from here we can see the whole of Byron Bay one way to the end of Belongil beach and the other way to Watego and Little Watego beaches. Below us in the water the surfers catch the waves with varying degrees of success. The way back is along the length of the beach back to Byron, it feels so good to walk along the beach and even better to lay down and sunbathe for a bit. This feels like the sort of beach holiday we used to take – lazy days by the sea or pool followed by an evening meal in town.



Tonight we’ve picked the “Lazy Italian” for our evening meal. The sweet potato and salmon gnocchi with lemon and dill sauce / pasta Bolognese tastes as good as it sounds. The only thing is that the restaurant is a BYO (bring your own) so Dave is sent to the bottle shop on the corner. I sit guarding the table as they are in demand while Dave marches down the street to find the bottle shop before returning with a bottle of wine in a brown paper bag. He says he feels like he’s doing something slightly illegal or turned into the local wino... After such a huge meal a stroll is needed and the Beach Hotel is playing live music. Inside the bar is huge with a big stage for the band, a large open bar and sport playing on several vast TV’s. This must be the ultimate destination for any boy’s weekend away.