Sarah and I went to Jervis
Bay (well Huskisson to be precise) for the
weekend, to camp with a bunch of the regulars who are friends with Elise and
Michael, as well as a few new
Travelling to various places via the Federal Highway, I've noticed a tiny
sign that points to Nowra via Tarago and Currawang, which has always
intrigued me, as taking the "conventional" route to Nowra and similar
coastal locations usually involves hopping off the highway much further
north, so on Friday night after work, we decided to try this route, more to
see where the heck it went than as a shortcut.
It was a fairly interesting drive on the most part. Probably 50% of it was
on dirt roads. We drove past some mines I didn't know exist, some tiny towns
(probably questionable as to if they had town status), lots of sheep
paddocks, and possibly found a way to get into the back of the
When Elise called at about 9:30pm to find out where we were, there was much
laughter in the background from the others who knew the area. Apparently
everyone's taken this road once, thinking it is a shortcut.
The downer on the night was towards the end of the journey. We were on a
dirt road, and what was about the fifth car we'd seen all night was heading
towards us, so I'd slowed down to about 40 km/h, and a bunch of kangaroos
appeared, and one hopped right in front of me, and I hit it, and then it got
hit by the other car coming in the opposite direction. The other car didn't
I pulled over and had a quick look at my car to make sure it was still
drivable (only minor cosmetic damage to the front grill and a damaged
headlight housing thankfully), and then walked back about 20 metres to see
what condition the kangaroo was in. It wasn't looking too flash. It had at
least a broken back leg, with the bone sticking out, was hyperventilating
and was bleeding from the nose and mouth. I dare say it was in shock.
I decided that the best thing I could do was put it out of its misery, which
was not something I was really happy about doing, as if you haven't already
figured out, I'm a bit of an animal lover. I returned to the car to find
something to do the deed with, and the only thing I could think of was the
steering wheel lock. So I grabbed that and went back to the kangaroo.
Problem was, I just couldn't do it. I raised it a few times to take a swing
at the back of the head, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. I ended
up going back to get the car to try and finish it off with that. I ran over
it once, and as I was turning the car around to head back off in the right
direction again, I noticed it was still moving, so I ran over it again. I
couldn't bring myself to check again after that. It was the first kangaroo
I've ever hit, and Sarah and I were both a bit traumatised from the
So that was our Friday night trip to Huskisson. We put the tent up at the
caravan park we were staying in and hit the sack as Sarah was pretty tired.
The next morning, we went to Green Patch beach in the Booderee National Park to
do some snorkelling. I was really looking forward to snorkelling as Sarah
had given me a snorkel, mask and fins for my birthday and I hadn't had an
opportunity to use them yet.
The visibility was a bit ordinary, and there wasn't a lot to see. I saw some
small fish and lots of sea urchins. After lunch, we headed to Summercloud
Bay, still in the national park, and had some better results there. The
highlight being a huge (we guessed about a metre wide) sting ray, right
At about 3:30pm a thunderstorm blew over, and so we decided to head back to
Huskisson. Sarah and I stayed in the car for a bit, right down on the beach,
watching the lightning over the ocean, and saw some spectacular lightning
When we got back to Huskisson, the others who had gone scuba diving for the
morning had gotten back and were already at the pub so we headed there as well
(the storm had passed by this point) and had some dinner.
We headed back early because we were tired and had turned in by about 9pm.
We were woken at about midnight by Michael (he and Elise had their tent next
to ours) throwing up, so something mustn't have agreed with him in his
dinner (he had baby octopus, and had an unintended bit of paper in it).
It also started raining at some point after that, and didn't really let up
after that, so when we got up we decided we'd break camp after breakfast and
We had a pretty good weekend. It would have been better if we hadn't hit a
kangaroo, and it rained less, but both things aren't really anything we had
much control over.