Our last day dawned bright and warm. We ate breakfast on the balcony looking out over the glittering Pacific Ocean. 'It doesn't get better than this', remarked our fellow guest - and he was right.
We decided to visit a spectacular beach known as Cathedral Cove. It was quite a long walk to the cove (about 40 mins) but we were there before 10.00.
The beach is divided in two by a rocky promontory. A huge natural archway creates a way through from one to another. The arch is so long, tall and pointed that it looks and feels like the inside of a cathedral.
The beaches were stunning, with several large rock stacks and small islands dotted around the sea. Local people said the beaches would be busy, but they weren't busy by European standards.
We moved from one beach to the other and found shelter from the hot sun in the dappled shade of a tree.
It wasn't our original plan, but we enjoyed it so much that we stayed pretty much the whole day.
Curly managed to finish reading the first of her holiday books. Normally she reads about 3 per week on holiday. A good holiday is either defined by lots of books read, or by very few. This holiday fell into the latter category.
The sea was so tempting that we both took a swim. The Pacific tastes just as salty as the Atlantic, but this particular part of it was warmer and more inviting.
So while you Europeans were tucked up in bed in the early hours of a cold January morning, we were swimming in the Pacific Ocean.
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