It may have come out of left field to some but our sea-change is sitting really well with us. For us it didn’t come out of nowhere it was really years in the making and something that has always been on the cards but still to actually take the plunge…. well let’s say it has been an adventure.
The other day I was walking through the sand-dunes following the tyre tracks which had been carved out by 4WD’s making their way onto the long stretch of white sandy beach and I had a break-through.
Since telling everyone of our sea-change and then successfully moving to our little sea town we have had lots of support but also lots of haters. Now, this bound to occur when you put yourself out there on social media and the world wide web in general and I am okay with that. But it does make you question what if the haters are right? What if it is not the move for us? What if it doesn’t work out? What if it goes against what we are all about…… and SO ON and SO ON……
As I walked over the sand-dunes, my thongs kicked up the fine grains of sand onto my calves, memories came flooding back. As I peaked the dune and saw the ocean, it took my breath away and I sat down and listened to the waves crash, just me and no-one else. Over the last several years this exact thing has occurred many times. I have walked over sand-dunes in the Simpson Desert, in the Pilbara and in Territory and have felt whole-heartedly at peace. I have listened to the stillness, to nature and the silence in countless locations.
What does all this mean? What is it that I am getting at?
My epiphany is that I LOVE nature. It is the natural beauty of Australia we continue to love. Yes, most of the Eastern Sea-board is densely populated but not all. If you head away from the masses and follow nature you will find tranquillity and beauty beyond belief. Our sea-change is exploring another aspect of Australia’s beauty and I have to say after years of travelling and dwelling in the inland it is a sight for sore eyes.
We love the desert country, we love the outback, we love rural Australia, we love the hinterland and we love the epic Australian coast line.
So we will let the haters hate, the lovers love, while we immerse ourselves in the stillness and the beauty of the sun, surf and sand and everything in between.
Well we have taken the plunge and dived right in. Excuse the pun, or don’t, it is up to you.
Our sea-change has finally taken place and we are slowly finding our stroke. No floundering has occurred as yet and we are hopeful it won’t occur at all…. but we never say never here at Norris Around Australia and neither should you. Life is a wild and crazy ride and anything can happen.
We are hoping this is our place…..after travelling all over Australia we always keep coming back to the Northern Rivers of NSW. If you keep coming back somewhere and you can feel it inside you, you should at least give it try. This little coastal village combines all our loves; water, small-town feel, a sense of community and close to a world of exploring.
Don’t fret our dear and loyal readers, we still have nomadic blood flowing through our veins and are still the travellers you have grown to love. Although we are trying to build a nest here in the Northern Rivers of NSW, there will plenty of travels now and in the future. These may be big trips, short trip or weekend gallivants but they will be worth sharing and worth reading about.
After years on the road exploring this great country we are under-taking a massive life-change. Change is good. It challenges you and stretches you.
Don’t live the same year 75 times and call it a life. Robin Sharma
As I look back over the past several years, we have done exactly that. We have not done so without fear mind you. Some of the best decisions we have made have left me frozen stiff but these have turned out to be the best years of our life so far. We will continue to design our own life and live a life worth living. We hope you do to. Here is to new beginnings.
Oh my how we LOVE the Tweed. It has everything. The coast, the river, the hinterland and oh my the food, the glorious food.
The Tweed region is a foodie hub. It is a natural food bowl with a fresh and diverse of locally-grown produce. It is famous for its paddock to plate style dining.
We have tried a wide range of places on the coast so this post is about our coastal eats. In the future as we eat our way through the Tweed Valley we will add a Tweed Valley specific post.
Here is our top 5 Tweed coastal eats.
Choux Box, Kingscliff: breakfast and brunch are to die for and the coffee is one of the best we have ever had…..anywhere. Oh and the staff are fabulous and friendly.
Chinderah Tavern: fantastic pub fare, affordable prices and great view over the Tweed River and out to Mt. Warning. Excellent lunch specials, nice for dinner or a few afternoon drinks.
Tango Gelato, Kingscliff: for a sweet treat after dinner or a after a a big swim at the beach. Delicious gelato with so many flavours. You cannot go past a scoop of coffee or my favourite a lemon sorbet. Or for those health nuts like us try a Acai Bowl in the am.
Tweed River Seafoods, Chinderah: fresh seafood and good old fish and chips. Quite reasonable. Plus location, location, location. The shop is right across the road from a park right on the Tweed River with views out to Mt. Warning. Perfection.
Kingscliff Meat Gallery: This is for the caravanners like us. Or even the holiday-makers visiting the area that have the facilities to cook for ourselves. A wide range of fresh and delicious cuts of meat at good butchery prices. We enjoyed various cuts of tender steak and enjoyed a few varieties of rissoles and cracked pepper and Worcestershire sausages yum.
Have you been somewhere in the Tweed you think we should try? Let us know by e-mailing us or commenting below.
We have both always loved the Murray River and have returned frequently throughout our travels. It provides so many perfect free camping opportunities all along its beautiful banks in NSW, Victoria and South Australia. Every time we camp along the banks of the Murray we would watch the house-boats float past our campsite and say “One day.”
And now we have. What a wonderful experience. If you haven’t had the chance, it is an absolute bucket list item! The Murray is absolutely magical any time but to stay on the river itself is something else.
The Murray is the third longest navigable river in the world. Its length is third to the Nile and the Amazon. The history of the Murray is a large part of Australian pioneering days. Paddle steamers are synonymous with the Murray River. In the olden days paddle steamers carted wool, grain and general cargo. The paddle steamers are now used mostly for tourism and cart tourists along the waters of the Mighty Murray.
We can highly recommending spending time on the Murray in a houseboat. Our best advice is to research the houseboat extensively and speak to others who have used each particular company before booking.
It has been a long while since we updated our travel map of big old Australia. So here it is…. this is our travel paths since the commencement of our blog & indefinite travels back in 2011. As you can see we have barely scratched the surface! This country is well and truly AMAZING!
We are back on the road after our working stint in Griffith and we are back into the swing of living on the road. This leg of the trip will see us travel through some of the remotest areas of the Australian outback. However, to start off our adventure we jumped from New South Wales to Victoria and onto South Australia in the first three days. No we are not running a race it’s just how our travels have unravelled thus far. From Griffith we headed towards Mildura and the mighty Murray. I had heard so much about Mildura and it didn’t disappoint. It had a similar feel to that of Griffith I guess due to the fruit trees and grapevines but the architecture was similar to that of Bendigo. For our first night we found a secluded little free camp on the edge of the Murray River. We followed signs out of town towards King’s Billabong & Psyche’s Bend. There were a few other campers around but the closest was about 500m away so it felt like we had the whole river to ourselves. There were no facilities other than flattened out campsites & some camp fire ditches. Sometimes it’s nice to just be amongst nature with no man made intrusions.
From Mildura in Victoria we weaved our way across some brilliant scenery towards Silverton in New South Wales just to the North West of Broken Hill. We had planned to go via the Darling River Run and Menindee Lakes but unfortunately due to flooding we were unable to get through. Oh well next time. For the night we called Penrose Park home and were very happy with the facilities and camping areas. After our camp was set up we headed into Silverton to have a look around. Silverton is only 25 kms from Broken Hill and over 39 dips in the road (think rollar coaster ride) It is quite a historic little town dotted with old stone buildings scattered throughout the outback backdrop. It’s modern claim to fame is the “Hollywood of the Outback” Many movies have been filmed in the town and surrounding areas including; Priscilla Queen of the Desert, Mad Max, A Town Like Alice and many more. It is a beautiful landscape so you can see why directors and producers flock to this desolate place. We headed to the Silverton Hotel for a quick drink and a game of table tennis before heading out of town to a lookout with views across the Mundi Mundi Plains. Breathtaking. We enjoyed some wine as the sun set over plains with several other travellers it really was spectacular.
We had a quick poke around Broken Hill in the morning visiting the look out and the Miner’s Memorial. Leaving Broken Hill saw us heading towards the South Australia border towards Port Augusta. For lunchtime we pulled over in the small town of Mannahill and we had a very quick lunch stop. The wind and cold hurried us along and it was back into the warm car to churn a few hundred more kilometres. After Petersborough we headed North into the Central/Northern Flinders Ranges past Hawker. This is where we will be staying for the next several nights. It is freezing as I write this blog post I am over looking the mountain ranges as the sun sets, rugged up from head to toe still feeling the cold in my bones. We really do live in a wonderful country, one of such extremes and variances. Who wouldn’t want to explore it.
Well this week has been one of goodbyes, see you laters and more importantly ciaos.
We have been packing up, cleaning up and getting ready to hit the road. As exciting as it all is it will be sad to leave as we have been here for quite a long time by our standards plus Shaun has family connections here and that is always hard to leave.
For me so far the saddest see you later for me was Mum and Dad. After their two week visit they headed home on Saturday morning just gone. I think what made it most difficult was that we don’t know when we will be seeing them next as we don’t know how far away our travels will take us and as Mum and Dad are still working for THE MAN they have to wait to accrue leave again. Which could be sometime next year.
I worked my last shift at La Scala and that was another round of ciao bella’s. I am sure I will see many of them again as we will be back to Griffith to visit family no doubt. However, it was such a wonderful place to work and the staff are fantastic – I will miss them.
Tonight we are having a farewell dinner at the farm to see all the family together. It will be hard to say goodbye but we will be back.
At this stage we haven’t decided whether we are leaving tomorrow or Saturday. It all comes down to whether everything is packed. So I guess instead of blogging I should get packing.