Thanksgiving is just around the corner, and even though my Aussie mates don’t usually celebrate this holiday, we took a weekend trip away to the bush to celebrate the newly-deemed, “Camps-giving.” Credit to Aria for many of these photos.
Of course, prior to our trip, we had to track down some meat for the barbie at the weekly meat raffle- can you believe that I won this ham? Nora can’t!
With our meat stowed away, we packed up our cars and began the journey up to Seal Rocks, a lovely spot on Australia’s eastern coast that is about 4 hours north of Sydney.
Now all we need is a sausage roll, and we can get on the road! Let’s hit it, Luke!
Having fun back there guys?
How about now that we’re a bit better stocked?
Our car turned into camp just in time for an evening bbq and campfire.
And what would a campfire be without a campfire sing-a-long?
….or tequila shots?
We started the next day early with a family breakfast….
…but we soon headed out to the beach!
Ready for some sun and surf, girls?
We made it! So beautiful and so empty- quite a change from Bondi!
Upon arrival, we quickly began to make the most of these beautiful surroundings with a bit of sunbathing,
and of course, sport!
I also had a fishing lesson from expert anglers Nat and Luke….
…and even though I didn’t catch anything, I got a lot of practice on my casting skills.
After a great day in the sun, we headed back to camp. However, things can get pretty dicey when you try to stuff 5 people and a surf board into a car…watch your head, Luke!
We spent the rest of the afternoon relaxing back at camp….
…..before preparing the evening bbq. We particularly enjoyed Damo’s spearfishing catch-of the-day- abalone and Bonito sashimi!
Let’s do it!
We saw all sorts of great sea-life, including an ancient sea turtle, gray nurse sharks, and giant sting rays!
Back on shore, some fellow spear fishermen had caught a massive king fish- check this out!
All too soon it was time to head back home, and we piled into the car for the ride back to Sydney, making only a quick stop for lunch.
Now that’s a real Aussie burger!
There may not have been pumpkin pie, mashed potatoes and gravy, or even a turkey, but this Australian “Camps-giving” was definitely one-of-a-kind. I mean, it’s not every Thanksgiving that you see a DINGO in the WILD!
Anyway, for the real Thanksgiving holiday, I will find myself in the great land of New Zealand, as I am heading across the ocean tomorrow in search of a new visa. I wonder how the Kiwi holiday will compare to the Aussie experience…only one way to find out!