Next day we get the ferry across the water to Bundeena which is a small town in the Royal National Park
. We walk along the beaches towards the coast looking for some aboriginal carvings. The only problem with the Royal National Park is that it seems to be a park that the authorities have forgotten it existed – only in Australia do they have so much land that they can forget about a whole national park. It is only the 2nd
oldest national park in the world. The paths are overgrown, the signs are illegible and so only by some guess work do we find the carvings. The engravings seem to be of the sea life – fish, whales etc, and of a figure, their 'law giver’, and it’s pretty cool to see – large images carved into the rock overlooking the sea. They are estimated to be over 2000 years old, and it seems quite unbelievable to stumble across these with so little signage or explanation. We then continue to the coast to do part of the coastal track. It’s not the easiest track as first we have to walk along a firebreak inland. It is hard work walking on the sand and very hot. But when we get back to the coastline it has all been worth it. The coast line is spectacular – lots of cliff faces and crashing waves, you can tell this coastline gets a battering by the elements. We eventually get to Little Marley Beach for lunch and a quick cool off in the sea – not too far in though as again the currents are strong and this beach is pretty deserted so no lifeguards for us. We then head back to Bundeena to spend some time on the beach there which is a lot calmer and most importantly has a shop that sells water as we have run out – not used to walking in the heat!
Our final day in Cronulla is spent chilling on a few of the different beaches and even treating ourselves to fish and chips by the beach before heading to the airport to fly to Melbourne.
Next we're going south of Sydney for some beach time. We get the train to Cronulla, an hour south of Sydney. Our first impressions of Cronulla is that it’s not set up for tourists but is a nice working town on some great beaches. Unfortunately our hostel isn’t really set up for tourists either and while I think it would be a bit strong to call it the worst hostel we have stayed in after 9 months of hostels it is definitely in the top 5 worst hostels. Jonny rates it as his worst. It was unclean and set up for long termer working as labourers and so just not at all pleasant place to be – however that did mean we spent a lot more time outside enjoying the sea views. We spend most of the day down by the beach watching the surfers and enjoying the sunshine. And in the evening we’re back out walking along the promenade at sunset which seems to be the main social event each evening – given the amount of girls out for their evening exercise with full make up on.