Mossy Point

Every year at about this time, we take an extra long weekend (as though there aren't enough public holidays in the first 4 months of the year) and head down to Mossy Point. This year we had hoped to have Grandad with us, but he's in Perth nursing a broken achilles tendon, so we headed down by ourselves. Mossy Point is one of our favourite spots on the coast -- not too crowded, peaceful beaches ...




... as well as a creek (perfect for Katy to play in) and the world's best muffin shop/cafe.



Beach-time with the girls is becoming more fun every time. Katy is no longer scared of the sound of breaking waves and these days she even wanders into the sea on her own to jump over the waves (OK, it may only be up to her knees, but it's a big improvement). Ella, meanwhile, can now carve up the waves on her boogy-board! She starts out at something like thigh deep water and launches herself onto the choppy remains of a broken wave -- luckily she's light enough that it carries her along about 20% of the time.



Of course, March on the South Coast is not so warm, so after our surfing we needed to take shelter from the wind near Candlagan Creek and occupy ourselves with sand castle construction.



And, for Nat, the most important activity of the week is to have proper fish & chips for dinner, which I'm informed is not possible in a landlocked city like Canberra. This means a trip to Moruya and the flying fox, which Katy can now happily ride on (with a only a couple of near-disasters).



Anyway, holidays are always too short, and we arrived back to Canberra soon after lunch on Monday. Next trip to the beach will be camping at Potato Point over Easter....