We started driving towards Sydney from Phillip island and decided to follow the coast. We had our first night stop in the beautiful Wilson's Promotory which is pretty much the most Southern point in the Australian mainland. Even though there was quite strong onshore wind I had some luck with surf by waking up at 5:30am and getting few waves in the early morning. Harri had done some more surfing-prac on the previous evening and ended up cutting his angle with the fin of my minimal. Didn't need any stitches though so no worries. There was some bushwalking options and really nice beaches with squeaky sand in the WP national park but as we were in little bit of a hurry we didn't spend too much time to explore all of these.
The next day we travelled to the place called Lake's entrance and I was a little bit interested in the place called Red Bluff which should be good surfing spot on the area. Luckily there was a camping area just walking distance from the surfing beach and we spent there one night. In the evening we went to play some minigolf with Harri and he won the two tight games with his famous and incredible luck. After the exotic wakeup by the sound of Wonga pigeon, I had some nice surf in the morning again for a short time before the ocean got quite flat. There was some submerged rocks but the place wasn't as scary as the Flat Rocks in the Western Australia which I wrote about earlier. I could write here some philosophical thoughts about a man, ocean, surf and life in total but you'd only understand them by waking up early, and experiencing the rising sun and calm swell by yourself.
From Lake's Entrance we finally made our way to my home state, the New South Wales. We went through nicely sounding places like Eden and Pambula and decided to camp in the Merimbula on the Southern East coast. Surf was going to be flat for few days so I could concentrate on something else a while and we headed out with Harri. The only bar/nightclub in Merimbula was really booming and we pretty much left quite early back to the camping site. Next day the ocean was flat and we had to drive through all the famous surf places like Ulladulla, Jervis bay and Bateman's bay, sob.
Our first plan was to stop in the Wollogong and spend a big Saturday night out there but some mistakes in the map reading lead us all the way to the Blue Mountains and town called Katoomba. We arrived there 7:20pm just to find out that the check-in for the caravan park was already closed but we headed for the bushcamping instead. There's a bush camping area close to Ingar and it's accessible via 10km dirtroad. We arrived there during the dark and immediately spotted couple of not-the-smallest spiders which seemed to cause a little bit of nervousness. After a safety meeting we decided not to spend any more nights in the bush camping which suited me fine.
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