With spring well and truly settled in here in the Southern part of the world, the days are getting warmer and the sun is in the sky longer. Today I headed north from Maroochydore on the Sunshine Motorway. The plan was to pick up a friend from Perigean Springs and take a hike in the Noosa National Park.
The park lies between Noosa Beach and Coolum and is divided into sections along the coast. The section we were visiting today was the Noosa Headland Section which has a web of walking tracks running through and around it making it suitable for almost anyone to access.
As with most National Parks one can find a diverse range of wildlife and plants here. The list includes the koala, a ground parrot, the wallum froglet and glossy black-cockatoo. I have seen Echidnas wandering the tracks here as evening falls as well.
The Coastal track is a little over 5 kilometers and takes roughly two hours walking at a steady pace. The tracks are well signed and often cross each other so it pays to take note of which one you are on.
The Coastal track runs from Sunshine Beach in the south, around the headland in finishes at Noosa Beach. Parking is easier at the Sunshine Beach end as there are several jumping off points whereas, at the Noosa end, the track starts at the day use area and there is very limited parking. There used to be a bus service from Noosa Beach to the day use area but that has been discontinued and once the small parking area is full it means a 700-metre walk in from the beach.
We opted for the Sunshine Beach end and parked at the end of Surf Street before taking Track 5 (Blue on the Map) which would bring us out on the beach at Alexandria Bay. This beach is more commonly known among the locals as A Bay and has gained some notoriety as a clothing optional beach.
The day was fine and hot and so we made sure we had hats and a good supply of drinking water. Good walking shoes are also recommended as parts of the track can be a little rough underfoot.
When we actually arrived at the beach it was quite deserted with only a few folk strolling along and the odd sunbather in the dunes. I guess it is rather isolated from the rest of the world with a one hour walk in from either end, there are plenty of beaches that are far easier to spend the day at.
Steep steps lead off the northern end of the beach as we headed up to the actual Headland. Here there are magnificent views of the coast and over the park itself.
As we approached Hells Gate, a group of young women was sitting on a rock resting and my friend, Peter, suggested that I might like to take a photo of A Bay beach, indicating that the rock would form the foreground to the photo. He laughingly offered to be in the photo as a focus point.
It was a lovely setting and so, to his horror, I asked the girls if they would mind indulging Peter’s whim. After some moments of confusion because of a language difference, Peter duly settled himself in amongst the bevy of beauties. A veritable thorn in the rose bush if ever there was one.
The four girls came from Switzerland and were studying here before heading off to see more of the country.
The headland is called Hells Gate as there is a deep cutting that channels the sea making a cauldron during rough weather. A similar outcrop at the other end of A Bay is called Devils Kitchen. From here, and indeed all along the higher points on the track, one can often spot a whale or two as they head to and fro between their winter and summer ranges. Today was not one of those days unfortunately however, we did see a lot of coral spores that had been blown down from the huge coral reefs to the north.
A Bay is around the halfway point and so we headed on around the shoreline checking out the view from the various bays along the way. There are lookout points at Dolphin Point at the end of Granite Bay and then again at Boiling Pot just beyond Tea Tree Bay.
Tea tree Bay is a popular spot and is at the end of the paved track that allows pushchair and wheelchair access to the park. Koalas can often be seen in the trees although again, it was not to be for us this day.
There are some extraordinary views to be had all along the track with stunning sea views going back into the hinterland behind the coast.
We finally made it back to civilization and Peter treated me to a burger and beer from Betty’s Burgers and Concrete which is just over the road from the surf club at Noosa Beach. This had to be one of the best burgers I have had in a very long while.
After the burger and feeling well satisfied we caught a bus back to Sunshine to pick up the car and head home. A great day’s traveling right here in my own back yard
Hidden away on the shores of Lake Cootharaba on Noosa’a North Shore is a quaint little village called Boreen Point…
Having escaped from the shackles of work, if only for a day, I headed north to check out a little village on Lake Cootharaba, which forms part of the Noosa River System. As I had to pass close to Noosaville I decided to call in and pick up a coffee from my favourite coffee spot in Noosa, Old Salt Coffee. Coffee here is always best standard and served by the very lovely, Rhian. Today was to be no different and I spent a few minutes chatting about how things were going.
Old Salt is tucked in at the end of Jetty 17 right on the river and you will find a brew every day until shortly after midday but never on a Wednesday. That day is Rhian’s recovery day which she tells me is reserved for such serious things as sleeping in.
Behind Old Salt is Jetty 17 Boat Hire where you can arrange to hire a pontoon boat or Kayak or even a Hydrobike. New owners Matt and Bar are only too happy to help you enjoy your day on the river at Noosaville. Easy to find just look for the Orange Shed with all the boats and kayaks outside.
You can check them out at https://www.facebook.com/Noosa-kayak-and-Boat-Hire-Jetty-17-106084929584613/…
Remember to treat yourself to a coffee from Rhian while you are there.
While I was there I grabbed a packet of Old Salt Blend beans for home use.
The river was busy today with the winter sun doing its best to pretend to be summer. It is a veritable playground both on the water and along the walkways on the edge
Heading up through Tewantin, I was of a mind to call in at the Marina Markets but parking was impossible to find as these markets are very popular of a Sunday morning, so I decided to give them a miss today.
Just north of Tewantin the road turns off to Boreen Point. It carves a path through stands of native bush and runs alongside forestry plantations. Here and there One catches a glimpse of a property hidden from the road by the bush. One gets the impression that behind this facade of bushland is a thriving community and indeed there is much evidence of stables and horse fencing.
Driving into Boreen Point has the feeling of stepping back in time. The road has no foot path and the houses are of an era more in keeping with holiday homes. Down near the lake there are quite a few that have clearly been renovated and sport trendy corrugated iron cladding or large glass frontages.
The road takes you down to the beach front where it was club day for the local watch club. By the number of craft pulled up on the beach or out on the lake, I would say that this is a strong club with an active membership. I had to drive well passed the town centre to find a park but eventually managed a nice shaded spot. The road here was quite narrow and as there were no footpaths I shared it with passing cars as I headed back to the one store in town to get a feed.
They were doing a great trade and I had to fill in fifteen minutes while I waited for my order. I spent the time pleasantly watching the world go by, amazed at how busy it was. They had run out of bread and so I compromised my toasted sandwich with a toasted wrap. I believe I was all the better for it as the food was really good and I may just be asking for my Ham, Cheese and Tomato toasties to be made with flat bread in the future
With time on my hand’s I wandered about the village and along the lake shore. The lake itself is a really a bulge in the river about 10 kilometres long and five wide. It is fairly shallow, with an average depth of only a couple of metres, if that. Deep enough to sail boat and catch a fish.
This is a great little village to take a picnic lunch to and enjoy the drive in the country. The old world charm of the village takes you back a pace and life seems very easy here.
As I returned down the coast I stopped in at the Coolum Beach Hotel to quench my thirst. I had heard that Nadia Colbourn was entertaining and so I thought to catch her performance. She has a great voice and a relaxed style that is easy on the ears so I spent a while soaking up the atmosphere.
Soon after I arrived, Nadia went to a break and I had a bit of a chat with her. She is, as a person, just as she is as a singer, down to earth and easy to talk to.
After the break she was joined by Justin who accompanied her on Guitar. They have an easy way about them that helps one to relax and just enjoy the music. If you ever get the chance take some time to her Nadia at one of the many gigs she has around the coast
As always, time passes and soon enough it was time to head home to sort through the days photos and write the journal. Noosa has some great little hide-a-ways that are worth exploring when you visit here. There is a huge variety of entertainment, both day and night and of course there is alway the river systems to explore….. remember Jetty 17 when you are looking to play on the river
Time is always the elusive factor in getting this Blog on the road. These last few months have been so taken with my day job that there has been precious little time for taking photos, let alone writing about them. Things seem to have settled and so today I decided that it was time to take some “me” time and I headed up to Tewantin to climb a small mountain that has been on my radar forever.
Mt Tinbeerwah is situated in the Tewantin National Park, just ten kilometres west of Noosa. Travelling west on the Noosa-Cooroy Road it is found by turning left at the top of the Tinbeerwah hill. Here the road travels a few kilometers before ending at the carpark at the bottom of the final track
There is a paved pathway that is wheelchair friendly that leads to the first lookout. From there the track is a little steeper but is by no means difficult. It passes close to the cliff faces where there are anchor points set into the rock for those who follow abseiling.
I was fortunate to run into a group who were taking part in a four-day course to get various qualifications in the sport. Today, vertical rescue was the subject being examined and I had a chat to Jim and Ryan who were preparing to make, yet another descent down the cliff face. With safety topmost in mind, they secured the rigging before checking each other off. Then it was over the edge and into the abyss just as Aline and Tegan arrived back at the top after their last descent. Tegan told me that they had done around twenty abseils during the four days of the course which was run by The Outdoor Education Consultants (TOEC) who provide training in various outdoor sports. You can check them out at www.toec.com.au/ .
Then it was onwards and upwards to the Fire Tower at the top where there are views over most of the northern part of the Sunshine Coast. Even the Glass House Mountains could be just made out in the distance to the south. While it was a cloudy day, and visibility was a little hazy, it was still worth the half kilometer walk to the top.
I arrived to find a trio trying to set up their camera to take a group shot.
After offering to do the honours for them I discovered that the were here on holidays from Nepal. This is one of the great things about this sort of photography… One gets to meet so many people from so many different countries and cultures. After sharing emails and promising to send them the photos I had taken they were on their way leaving me to enjoy the views
I have been trying to sort out the best gear to use to carry what I need on an extended photo walk. After carefully attaching everything to my rig I had set off only to find that I had left the tripod behind. With the cloud cover breaking up on the western horizon it promised to be a glorious sunset, and so I headed back down to the car to collect it.
On the way I checked out the cliff face where the abseilers were operating
On the way back up the clouds to the east began to show early colour and so I stopped to snap off a quick shot, thinking that the best of it might be over before I reached the lookout.
At the top again, I met up with a group who had made the trek from Cooroy.
We all stood around chatting while waiting for the sun to sink below the horizon. Slowly, too slowly the colour began to tinge the clouds but in the end, this sunset’s promise fell well short of expectation.