If you haven’t tried ‘mooking’, you need to have a long hard look at yourself in the mirror. It’s like returning to the womb. After years of incessant rambling about these pockets of perfection, I finally convinced my reluctant girlfriend to join me for a weekend of mooking on Maitland Bay. Needless to say, I was right all along. Here’s Susi’s story…
Hammocking is a word that 3 years ago would have conjured up images of tropical beaches, sipping cocktails and having a lovely lazy time. Not anymore. Now it is simply the obvious alternative to a tent.
Camping and outdoor adventures had always been something that other people did. My weekends were generally spent drinking fizz, lunching and attending boat parties on the harbour. Then I met Henry and my life suddenly became much more outdoorsy.
The long weekend in Sydney was looking like it was going to be a scorcher so we (I mean Henry) packed up the essentials for a night in the bush and off we went. Slightly nervous (and a little bit excited) about the fact I was going to be experiencing my first night in a hammock we set off up the coast.
We decided to head to Maitland Bay on the central coast, 1.5hrs from Sydney. Possibly one of the most incredible beaches I have ever laid eyes on. It is deserted. There is no shop, no toilet, no nothing. The walk down from the path is approximately 1.2km and involves quite a few steps (hard work on the way back up!). As you make the final decent down the hill the sound of the waves gets you excited and when you turn the final corner, wow what a view. The beach, with soft yellowy sand sweeps around the bay for a good kilometre. We shared the beach with just a few other people enjoying the waves and chilling out.
As the sun went down, it was time to set up our little camp for the night. Hammock time! I watched as Henry skilfully picked the best trees and set up the hammocks in a little less than 15 minutes. We cooked up a feast of burgers and salad, enjoyed a few beers and sat back and watched the beautiful nights sky.
Then it was bed time… Then I woke up. What a great nights sleep. Being suspended off the ground and cocooned in your own swinging papoose I did not worry about the bugs, snakes and spiders, just slept like a baby. It may have had something to do with the red wine too – you can be the judge of that.
First challenge complete. Come on, what’s next people?