Trip Start Aug 15, 2008
90Trip End Aug 14, 2009
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Noosa Heads is a glorious little beach resort, even though it thinks it's in the trendy South of France, judging by the prices. It has only one road, Hastings St, which is full of designer boutiques & coffee shops where we sipped our cappuccinos & watched the world stroll by.
We then had our sandwich lunch in the picnic area at Noosa Spit & watched owners let their pet dogs chase the wild turkeys up trees.
We couldn't afford to stay or eat in Noosa Heads, so we stayed just up the road in Noosaville which was nearly as nice but not so expensive.
Tin Can Bay
I asked how the dolphins are always on time; apparently they know that when the 8:00 ferry docks, it's time for breakfast.
On the morning we went, a female dolphin came along for the free feast, but she was soon chased off by the dominant male (that's my boy). These light grey Humped Back Dolphins are an endangered species as they can only live inshore & their natural habitat is disappearing, being overrun with marinas - very sad.
Our motel owner recommended dinner at the "Tin Can Bay Country Club" where they serve a reasonable steak & some reasonably priced wine. We were lucky because there was a live band that night - one singer/guitarist singing his heart out to a backing tape, while his audience totally ignored him, although they did applaud him heartily when he finished.
Being a Country Club, the dress was formal, the minimum standard being shorts & boots, but NO HATS to be worn at the table.
Mary Poppin's author, PL Travers was born here, so there is a statue of Mary Poppins outside his old house & a plethora of Mary Poppins souvenirs on sale everywhere.
If your name is Mary (or some derivative of Mary) you can join the world-wide "Proud Mary Association" at the Visitors Info Centre & even view their list of famous "Marys" throughout history - big deal !
Hervey Bay is another pleasant coastal town. We stayed at one of oldest YHA Hostels in Oz, which was appropriate as we were the probably the oldest backpackers in Oz. The hostel was like being in a jungle retreat with palm trees & little waterfalls, we even stayed in a log cabin. They have a BBQ each night & a bar, both reasonably priced, so we ate in the dining room where small groups of backpackers ate their food & ignored one other, in their own language.
The next night we indulged ourselves at the superb "Pier Restaurant" where I had Crocodile steak- it tasted like chicken, but a bit chewier.
I seem to be sampling the indigenous animals in each continent I visit (Alligator, Llama, Alpaca, Guinea Pig, Kangaroo & now Crocodile). I haven't yet seen cuddly Koala Bear on the menu but I live in hope!
The most impressive area was the "Molasses Well" holding 10 million litres of thick dark molasses, which is the by-product of the sugar distillery next door & the basic ingredient of rum.
We ended up having a "free" sample of their products. I had their smooth rum which was quite nice but unfortunately, still tasted like rum.
Agnes Waters & Town of 1770