The Wind Blows Straight Off The Antarctic

This morning I thought breakfast might be the highlight of the day when I decided it was too wet to cook my own and headed to Mrs Jones’s Cafe. I had woken up to drizzly miserable weather, great weather to be packing up & putting your shade down in. Worst rolling up of the shade, stuff strewn across the back of the car I hit the road.

I took the Lower Demark Road and stumbled across Lowlands Beach.

Followed by Mutton Bird Beach

And then I ended up in Albany, restocked, set up camp, sorted the car back to how it should be, walked on the beach & now freezing. I managed to survive winter without buying new trackypants but today I found the only pair I could buy in Kmart….it’s freezing.