It was a little more crowded than usual, and our usual camping site was occupied but it wasn't long before we found a little part of the dunes to ourselves. We unpacked, set up our tents, got the fire started and sat down for some dinner and drinks and settled in for the night.
The blood red moon rose late over the ocean, we stayed up until the embers began to fade, then turned in for the night.
There was not a breath of wind in the sky when we awoke early on Saturday morning, sitting with coffee on the dunes to start the day. The tide was out so we took the opportunity to head north to the point, taking the cutting across to the northern facing beach, where we pulled out onto the exposed sand flats to swim and fish.
The water was amazing, warm and clear, and we spent the morning enjoying the perfect day. Naz managed a couple of small dart and flathead, flicking lures into the shallow water off the sand banks, but no keepers were taken.
The tide had turned so we left the beach while we still could, and drove the Freshwater cutting into Rainbow Beach. Lunch at the RSL, more coffee, then back via the cutting to the beach which now had enough sand to drive back to our camp site.
I had never seen the conditions so calm, I strapped on my snorkel and swarm for a while, hoping to spot some fish but nothing was there. We started the fire with daylight to spare, threw the pippies directly onto the coals, and feasted on the fresh shellfish with some cold beers until it was ready for dinner.
Darkness fell, it was another stunning night, thousands of stars above, no wind, the sounds of the waves lulling you to sleep.
Another early start, more coffee on the dunes as the sun peaked over the horizon.
Packing to make it off the beach before high tide, and back to Brisbane before the worst of the traffic.
A short trip away, but worth every second.
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