Looking out towards Bingi Bingi Point
After our trip to Eden, James suggested we take Jasper out to Bingi Bingi Point to do some not-so-crazy-on-the-edge-of-a-cliff exploring of rocks to give him more awareness, burn some energy and have some fun.
Bingi was my first ever attempt at navigating rocks and, in my memory, it was pretty terrifying as a non-coordinated person with no previous experience. Thankfully, I’ve since had some practice and could see the value in a day trip without too much trepidation.
Mount Dromedary (Gulaga) photo bombing
Bingi Bingi Point is located in the Eurobodalla National Park, right next to Kellys Lake beach.
We met grandpa in the small car park and started on our way. The day was absolutely stunning, perfect blue skies with a spattering of light clouds (for photographic purposes, of course).
The view from the track out to the point is stunning with the deep blues and turquoise of the ocean meeting the almost white blue of the sky on the horizon and the waves producing a border of churning whites as they crashed and cascaded on the rocks.
On our way out, we went out along the rocky edge (on the left hand side of my top photo), picking our way towards the edge. In these settings I can really see and appreciate the strong, coordinated bodies my both of my daughters have been blessed with.
I love to watch them weighing up the possible routes, finding the right footholds and how they know their limits but test them with a gentle probing which eventually leads to breaking through to a new level of confidence and ability.
Noticing the different layers of rocks
Jasper, on the other hand, jumps and runs indiscriminately. He will sloppily follow the general direction his sisters have taken without noting their carefully chosen path.
James holds his hand and Jasper will simply let James take the slack as he launches himself off a rock. When there was a flatter patch of rocks, we would allow him to maneuver them himself and get a feel for taking more calculated risks.
Found it!!
Out at the very point you can find rusted remains of the SS Monaro, which ran ashore in 1879.
SS Monaro wreckage
There are lots of rusted bits and pieces to look at.
Seal flipper
In the rise and fall of the waves, just before they would crash into the rocks right at the edge of the point, Ellie spotted a single seal flipper. This is all we saw of him but it was thrilling none-the-less.
It seemed to me that the owner of that flipper was having a nice, relaxing float which seemed so crazy given the force of the ocean around it. If I were a seal I would be in the protected cove around the side, where the water was gently lapping at the sand.
Just Chillin’
Exercising on the rocks, as you do
The more we do these things the more I want to get out and do. I’m making a list of things to do/see in all the little towns around and can’t wait to see what surprises each will offer.
The best thing, I think, is the bonding we’re experiencing as a family.
What other places should I be putting on my list?
Linking up with Jess for #ibot
