Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Yamba Ramba

Thursday June 11

After exhausting the scenery at Coffs we took a late bus to Yamba, a town that supposedly has the best climate in Australia (Redwood City's rival) and was a sleepy surf town. The Yamba tourism website says "Yamba. It has the x factor" which we thought was pretty lame, but when we rocked up at 9:30 at night it was pretty hopping! The one hostel in town was just built and opened in November. It was incredible- more like staying in a nice hotel with bunk beds. The family that runs it were probably some of the nicest people I've met. They clearly think they have the best jobs in the world, and I reckon they're right.

I guess Yamba is a great surf spot and the guy that started the surf company Billabong is from right down the road and a friend of one of the brothers that owns the hostel.

On our full day Hannah, myself, and 2 English guts went to the coastline and followed a path through a nature reserve to Shelly Beach. The scenery was incredible with dramatic coastline on one side and big scrubby hills on the other. There were signs along the track telling you what emu poo looks like so you can identify it. Unfortunately there were no emu sightings for us.
After our walk we went with one of the guys, Dave, up to the pub on top of a massive hill for lunch. I got a prawn entrée (apparently prawns are a big deal in Yamba) and it was lovely but unfortunately I learned that an entrée here is what we would call an appetizer or starter (their main dish is called a "main", funnily enough) and I was still pretty starving after we ate.

We checked out the lighthouse and sat on a cliff watching the ocean. There were a couple of dolphins hanging around and while we were sitting there we watched one surf a wave in and before the wave broke on the rocks the dolphin jumped and flipped all the way out of the water! It was so cool.


Dave left to go surfing and Hannah and I walked out on the breakers and watched the suffers and the sunset. I was a little cut up over leaving, but at least the thought of heading to Byron Bay was a comfort.

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