Moruya

Today the weather was perfect, 26°, clear blue skies, so we drove out to Moruya. This is a regional centre, and a substantial town by local standards, though small by ours. There is a Courthouse, the Council offices, banks, all the stuff you'd associate with a County Town in England. One broad street, Vulcan  Street, through the middle, very reminiscent of small-town America.

The name Moruya is said to be Aboriginal dialect for 'home of the black swan'. This may or may not be true, but what is true is that there is a quarry here where they sourced the granite used to build Sydney Harbour Bridge. We walked along the Moruya river for a bit; pelicans on the water, budgies in the trees, cockatoos in the shade.

The river meets the sea at Moruya Heads, so we drove down there to have a look at the beach. This is stunning: miles of flat sand, a bit of a surf up. A few kids down there after school, with short boards. The pic gives a flavour.

More anon.