After three and a half months away the grandparents came...
Well, it was to be expected as we had taken away half of the grandkids from both sides! and lest I sound like the travelling Woodleys do not appreciate that sort of familial love we surely do...
Taking leave of our miracle house we headed to our Bean grandparents' rendezvous at a simple beach house reserved for the week in Seaspray. On our way there, a slight detour taken on purpose for the scenery turned into a much longer detour as we discovered many roads closed of on account of the weeks' heavy rain... including all access to the area we were planning on camping in prior to Mrs Alkemade offering us her holiday house...
Arriving just after dark we settled in and readied ourselves for a week of fun Bean-style with Grumps and Oma...
(there were six in the bed, and the little one said...)
Our outlook of scenic farmland...
...rewarded us with glorious sunsets every night...
...and the weather was such that we could endlessly read the paper...
...walk to the beach (and have a token swim and splash at the rivermouth - it is after all where the Southern Ocean, Antarctic Ocean, and Tasman Sea meet!)...
(What boy wants to leave his pants on at the beach?)
...as well as various other Bean-ish pursuits such as
eating, card-playing, debating, and random other activities as illustrated by the photos below...
...and thank you so much, Grumpsy and Oma, for allowing two tired parents to go out for a whole day!!! and watching four energetic little Woodleys (so we could people watch, window-op-shop, lunch at a cafe, walk on the beach, and all sans kids!)...
...Shazza was on a week's holiday as well of course -
and now Aravis calls all dogs (in fact all animals) 'Shazza',
like his siblings before him...
...we enjoyed the classic sunsets and weathered village...
...and Aravis built on his walking skills to finally walk [almost] anywhere [almost] all the time...
...then on to Mossiface to Nick's work colleague's bush block for a quiet, peaceful Easter weekend...
...which would not be complete without some more extreme sports in true travelling Woodleys style; this time
with Mama getting in on the action...
...and with this marvellous view...
...we celebrated our Saviour's death and resurrection with
soup and garlic bread communion,
writing down and throwing our 'sins' into the fire,
and reading together the Easter story out of the children's Bibles...
...finally some four wheel driving for the caravan on our way out and onto Cann River to meet Grandma...
{to be continued ASAP but all of us are down with a cough and a cold at present, especially yours truly; so it's time to retire for the night and bid you adieu, world wide web, for now...}
A great resume of a memorable time. The photos are superb and tell more than many words. Hope you are ALL feeling MUCH better and on top SOON.
ReplyDeleteLove, Lesley