Long weekend at the Block

We love it at the block.

What a beautiful weekend it was. Finn got me up for sunrise on Saturday morning and I went walking with the camera along the rocks and to the next beach, taking photo after photo as the sun rose. It was a mostly private experience but as I was crouched down on the beach taking photos of the dew on the grass I caught a movement in the corner of my eye. There was a woman kneeling next to me photographing the same dewdrops on the same grass! Quite strange.

Before breakfast that day I took the kayak out and it was so calm and still. The water was crystal clear and I saw a ray swooping through the water beneath me and a small shark lying on the sandy bottom.

We had a campfire on Saturday and Sunday nights with marshmallow toasting one night and pancakes the next.

One morning Mark and I paddled out through the bay to Sullivan Point while Finn stayed back at camp with Matt and Leah. We realised it had been 10 years since we had been paddling together alone. This was mostly because we only had one kayak for most of that time! But just the same it was a very special thing to be able to do together again.

The boys swam and snorkled and Finn spent a lot of time playing on the rocks, out in the water in his wetsuit. None of use really wanted to leave and it was after 5 on Monday before we said goodbye - for now.