About six weeks ago, my friends Jo and Semi moved from Sydney to Sunshine Beach, just south of Noosa Heads. Thursday was my first chance to head up for a visit. Despite it having been our driest November on record, as fate would have it, the heavens opened not long after I set out. The conditions were so bad that several cars pulled over to the side of the road rather than risk continuing on, but I followed a big, well-lit truck through the worst of it. Fortunately, the rain had eased off by the time I arrived, so much so that after being shown over their new home and discussing their renovation plans, Jo and I decided to risk a beach walk to Noosa.
|A bare tree decorated with thongs and sandals marked the start of our beach walk.|
|It was misty but still very beautiful.|
|Clambering over the big headland marked about one-third of the way and the start of the National Park.|
|The patterns created by sand beads around the entrance to crabs' burrows could have been hung on a gallery wall.|