A weekend at Mollymook
February 28, 2011 Leave a comment
It seems that every trip we take to the beach has to commence with a vomit. Well, at least this one did, just like Kangaroo Island. Too many hills with roads that wind down them. This time it was Jude.
However, everyone was recovered for the proper start to the beach long weekend with fish and chips in Bateman’s Bay before heading on up the road to Mollymook.
James is spending the week down in Mollymook playing World in Flames, so we figured we might as well tag along for a few days and enjoy the beach. And enjoy the beach, and the pool, and the chips, we did.
It is amazing to see the difference in Sebastian’s confidence and ability in the water. When he started swimming lessons again back in November, he was still struggling to put a few metres together. Now he was confidentally doing freesyle and backstroke across the pool – and taking off into the surf with the boogie board. And so I discover a new stage of beach visits, the ever vigilant stage. No lying about and reading books – while Sebastian was in the water I did keep a fairly constant eye on him, and made sure we were swimming in the patrolled area….His swimming may have improved, but I am still not confident of his abilities if he got swept out of his depth in seas with a strong undertow.
Jude’s swimming has also picked up, and he was also out there enjoying the waves – though still more cautious than Seb. Being so slight, he did get knocked over by a number of waves, and needed some assistance in managing the boogie board, but is getting there. Zac (fortunately!) still liked to hold my hand and jump the waves, though even he was venturing out further than he had on Kangaroo Island. I think we all enjoyed the fact that the sea was rather less cold on the south coast than it was when we were facing the Southern Ocean.
Even I managed a bit of boogie boarding while the small boys were conveniently digging deep holes on the beach. After deciding I was totally crap at it on Friday, I found my mojo on Saturday and from then on managed to get some good rides and only a few total dumpings.
We did all the usual beachy things: walks, sandcastles, lunchtime game playing (this time we tried out my new Doctor Who game to much acclaim) and fish and chips. And more chips. James came and joined us during breaks in his war, but mostly it was me and the small ones pottering about pleasantly.
There are some cool rocks which we explored – weird and flat and slippery.
On the downside I managed to soak my phone – but fortunately I am out of contract so can now acquire a new one – and get sand in the camera. Duty free may have to fix that. We also discovered that while the three boys might manage to sleep together in one room, putting two of them in one bed is a bridge too far. Someone was always moved to the floor.
It got cooler and wetter Sunday afternoon, so wasn’t quite so hard to drag the small boys away. We have now left James to his war while we get on with the day-to-day of life.