Currarong and a New Campsite?

With the world revolving in seemingly ever decreasing circles, it is rare that we are able to catch up with friends for a weekend away.  Occasionally the stars align, even if it takes nine months of planning, and moving the date once or twice.

It was thus with much anticipation that we picked the kids up from school on Friday and pointed Terry's bonnet east, destination Currarong.



Looking north from Currarong

 Currarong is located on the Beecroft Peninsular, the northern headland of Jervis Bay.  In a former life I had spent many hours looking to Currarong and the headland south to Point Perpendicular from the sea.  It is a beautiful seaside village, slowly being thrust into the 21st century as the old fibro cottages give way to million dollar houses.  At least fishing is still one of the main activities in the area, as nearly every other house had an old tractor out the front to haul large boats to and from the boat-ramp.


We were fortunate this time to be the guests of our friends Nic and Dave, whom had won a charity auction, the prize being a weekend away in this house - which we nicknamed the Tardis.  All up eight adults and four and a half kids enjoyed the pleasures of Currarong in absolute luxury.  Would highly recommend the house for the meeting of three families.  The games room with table tennis and a trove of other games kept the kids amused between trips to the beach.

As we were staying in a house, the weather was perfect - as you would expect.

The only problem with perfect weather was that the Little Fisherman was so excited that he managed to convince his brother, the Little Helper that they needed to get up early to catch a fish.  No problem you say, except that perhaps some of the bigger people should have gone to bed a little earlier the night before!

 

The Little Fisherman is up early

Even The Little Helper is lost in the moment



The Little Fisherman examines his bait - Yes there has been a chomp!.

 

Well fish were definitely there - enough bait was chomped to keep the enthusiasm up long past its used by date, however alas, again we were thwarted and the fish stayed safe for another morning.

The inlet proved a very popular place for a swim, and we even tried body boarding at Abrahams Bosom beach which had waves that were big enough for a bit of fun, but not too scary for little tykes.  It was a great deal of fun and we all thoroughly enjoyed our time on the beach.

The following morning the Little Fisherman again tried his best to catch a fish - this time at Abrahams Bosom Beach - and again we had no success.

The fish weren't biting, but the rainbow added to the mood

 

The boatramp at Currarong

On the way home - we followed a slightly different route as we had heard about another campsite on the Shoalhaven River, upstream from Oallen Ford.  With anticipation we turned Terry down towards the campsite.

With all the rain recently, the river was flowing swiftly and the indicators were showing 80 centimetres deep.  We had no pressing need to cross the river, no mobile coverage, no vehicles likely to come our way in the near future and the water was too chilly to wade anyway.  We decided that we would return to the campsite in dryer weather - as it looked very promising.
 

Not worth the risk to cross



Shoalhaven River - Campsite?

 

Terry with bikes loaded - Shoalhaven River


And so we turned back to the main road and continued on home.  We had a fantastic weekend catching up with friends.  Special thanks to our hosts, Nic and Dave.  Whilst Matilda didn't get to join us on this trip - I could highly recommend our accommodation: Syechells at Currarong for anyone who is looking for a beach house escape.  You may just get perfect weather too!