Showing posts with label Mossy Point. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mossy Point. Show all posts

Tuesday, 19 September 2017

Candlagan Creek, Mossy Point


The lagoon formed by Candlagan Creek where it enters into the sea at the northern end of Broulee Beach is a popular paddling and playing area for families.

Broulee island can be seen in the distance.

Tuesday, 29 December 2009

Mossy Point 29 December 2009

29 December 2009 3:18pm Canon D10

29 December 2009 3:18pm Canon D10

29 December 2009 3:18pm Canon D10

My friend John at Mossy Point 29 Dec 2009 3:19pm. There's a terrific coffee shop there, and we had a coffee. 

29 December 2009 3:21pm Canon D10

Looking towards Burrewarra Point  and the lighthouse (Guerilla Bay) 29 December 2009 3:23pm Canon D10

29 December 2009 3:26pm Canon D10

Wednesday, 1 January 1997

January 1997

Surfing at Boatshed Beach, Rosedale:

Beach crisket:
Digging and then bridging:
Nola and Ben at Boatshed Beach:
Nola and Rod:
More sand castles:
Day trip to Narooma:


Mossy Point, with its calm water in Candlagan Creek was popular:

Sleeping at Mossy Point:
Ice creams at Mossy Point:



This was the third year we stayed at 15 Tranquil Bay Place.
"Surfing" on the deck:

Jam session on the deck. This was the year Ben was a HUGE Wiggles fan:






Saturday, 1 January 1994

January 1994

"Boatshed Beach", North Rosedale:

Around the headland at North Roseale, there's a great incision - we call it the "pirate cave":
Piero, Rosedale Beach:

Looking towards South Rosedale:

Magpie visitor:

Guerilla Bay, south of Rosedale:

Sally reading:
Struggling with the shade thingy. Always more trouble than they're worth:
1994 was a bad bushfire year. Here's the aftermath of one at Mossy Point:


Burned trees behins an untouched cycad (Budawang 'palm')


And Sally, getting sicker and sicker, with the disease called pre-eclampsia (though she didn;t know it at the time). This resulted in a dash back to Sydney and the early appearance - 11 weeks early - of Ben!
Trying in vain to get my swollen hands and feet to settle down. It was this swelling, as well as, eventually, nausea, which tipped me off that something was wrong. There was a mere paragraph in a pregnancy book which mentioned that swollen hands and face, and ankles which didn't go down after being up, weren't exactly the norm!
Puffed up in pregnancy:

On a trip to Congo on about Jan 19, I felt really ill. Next day we rushed back to Sydney, and the day after that, Ben was born.