Stradbroke Island Camping Day 2Okay, I confess. the Adder Rock camp ground on Stradbroke Island is beautiful.
Our camping buddies are awesome (not just because they set up our tents and blew up the air beds before we got here) but because I enjoy their company. Sitting around the table playing cards and board games wearing head torches is a lot of fun. I think the fox that prowled past while we sat was enjoying the scene or at very least the smell of the chicken curry I brought with me.
Our tents are pitched only metres from the beach and the sound of the waves lures you to sleep. And I slept like a baby (by which I do not mean I woke up every two hours screaming).
But here's the thing. The closer you are to the beach the further away you are to the toilet block and I have a very girl bladder. Trekking to the loo at all hours in the dark is not my idea of fun. Getting to perv on the bare butts of the naked young men streaking to the beach when they thought no-one was about was more enjoyable. Note to self. Take the camera EVERYWHERE, even at 1am.
There is also the reward of waking up to this scene.
Verdict so far:
Plus side: the view (including the bottoms)
Down side: the plumbing (mine and that of the camp ground)