All Roads Lead to Byron Bay I’d heard on the grape vine that Tacka (Martin) and Mia were getting married in Byron, as I was heading in that direction, I gave Tacka a call and low and behold I was invited to attend.
The wedding was held on Clarkes Beach, Byron Bay – a great setting, beautiful weather, good friends, all in all a truly memorable day. I was very privileged to join in the celebrations. There is nothing like a wedding to bring a few old mates together. I managed to catch up with some friends from Sydney I hadn’t seen for a while. Amongst them Iain Murray and the gorgeous Alex. As I have mentioned before, Iain’s mum was the original owner of the rocket. We had a good laugh, caught up on things and took advantage of a great photo opportunity.
Me, Iain and Alex Murray
Dan – a past rehab client and Dr Miller at the wedding
Jes, Yours Truly and Jas
I was staying just out of Byron at Bangalow, on a little property surrounded by rolling hills, horses, friendly cows, chickens, kookaburras, one brown snake, and a turtle! Lots of roadside honesty stalls selling amazing farm fresh fruit and vegies. It rained quite a bit while I was there which gave me a chance to unwind a little and regroup.
I spent quite a bit of time in the town of Bangalow itself, a quaint little town full of friendly people, antique shops and great cafes. One cafe imparticular Utopia Cafe Restaurant was my favourite haunt offering sensational service and food.
Rows and rows of treasure in one of the antique shops
I couldn’t believe it when I found another one of the old red phone boxes in the main street.
Up, Up and Away! Is that kryptonite……..?
Once the sun came out again I got a chance to get back to Byron itself each day for a swim and some great walks, my favourite beach was Wategos Beach. Every backpacker from every country know to man seemed to be passing through Byron. There is an incredible vibe, buskers everywhere, farmers markets, great cafes, unreal health food shops and lots of friendly people oh yeah and great ice creams!
You could be walking down the street and run into a German/Austrian/Italian or a Russian one minute, Robbie from Melbourne the next or mates from the Northern beaches. There seems to be an incredible number of old mates from the Northern Beaches who have moved up this way, it was great to catch up with a few and share a meal, a drink and a laugh.
I had dinner with KB (Karen Burns) and Guyren who were enjoying a break from Sydney for a few days. KB knows the rocket well, she is an incredible beach sprinter and used to pull the rocket around the carpark as part of her training regime. She was impressed to see the rocket parked on the side of the road in Byron and impressed that she didn’t have to pull it along the road for me! We had a delicious dinner at Thai Lucy’s next to Asia Joe’s, a great night with lots of laughs. Thanks guys, can’t believe we didn’t get a photo!
Byron was getting busier and busier with the school holidays, Easter and everyone heading to Bluesfest. I thought I would catch a quiet sunrise at the lighthouse, well so did everyone else! I got up at 5 and got up to the lighthouse at about 5.15, had to triple park the rocket. The place was jammed packed with people and their cameras. I wedged my self in between someone from Kazakhstan, some soap dodgers and a Japanese family and a few giant mozzies. Check out my videos of the sunrise.
There’s lots of Combies and a few crazy donkeys in Byron but not many beetles.
Wherever the rocket was parked, there was always someone coming up to say hello and asking questions or swapping stories of their VW’s, it was great. My last night in Byron I stayed at the Glen Villa Resort in a neat little cabin in a quiet, green oasis close to town, a great spot to stay.
I left Byron and headed up the coast through Brunswick Heads, Pottsville and Cabarita towards Mt Tamborine to see big sis Laura and her husband Eddy. The rocket chugged along beautifully until we got to the bottom of the mountain, in the dark and saw a sign like this…………
13% Steep Incline!!
Well, the rocket had a little bit going on at this stage, up some really steep hills……luckily I was able to change down to first gear and literally crawl up the mountain. It was great to get to the top and spend some time at my sister Laura’s who is a champion of champions, and catch up with some other family members.
Me, Laura and Eddy
Coming down the mountain was a little easier, on my way to Brisbane getting on the kerosene canary heading back to Sydney for a few meetings and medicals.
The “Boys in Blue” stopped me to say g’day and of course…….his mum used to drive a Bettle.
Next stop Noosa Heads.
Keep dreaming, keep breathing.