He said, ‘it’s Friday, it feels like a Saturday’, she says, ‘I think it feels like a Holiday‘

7.10am and I wake up … what!!!! Half the day has gone. We have escalated from camping to glamping … we can stand up in our 8 person tent and it’s a ‘dark’ tent … you all know I love waking up with the sun … ummm 🙄 it was John’s choice.

After long chat with Fran from the Information Centre we are armed with information flyers and all set to go.

Denial Bay was the original settlement, now home of large oyster farming. The tide is in so we can’t see the exposed oyster beds. A nice walk along the 500m jetty and look at McKenzie’s ruins, one of the first settlers in the region.

Onwards a drive to Thevenard to the port and silos. The main export is gypsum. We mosey into a fish wholesaler just as a load of King George Whiting was delivered.

A pre dinner on the foreshore, being entertained by the locals then shower and walk to the pub for local barramundi …

‘Is this local?’ ‘Yes, they grown it at the school, they study aquaculture’