Final fun in the Forster Sun.

Having got up at 5:30 we were into Forster (pronounced Foster) by 9 0'clock. The 4th "monkee" was taking the photo as the children lined up with Dad to catch the first wave of the summer.



Chris tried to do the coaching but Alex usually went further than anyone else.



We checked out a couple more beaches on the drive back to Blueys in the afternoon. Catherine's was good for a bit dune jumping.



But with the Ashes on the horizon "Giles" and "Flintoff" did a bit of practice whilst the deep fielders paddled in the water.



Next day Sunday. I can't believe we got up at 5:30 again! This time the children were forced to come too. No dolphins for them but a teacher is never off duty so we inflicted an impromptu Science Lesson upon them.



Could have lazed around there for another day but Jessica the drama queen had to get Newcastle for her "Sugababes" dance routine. Two big plusses though. Some gorgeous early morning shots of Smith's Lake



Plus a breakfast even more ostentatious than we had in Canberra. This one was at the Waterfront at the inappropriately named Tea Gardens.



Your hash browns were lumped on top of Ciabatta bread and your hot chocolate had a spider's web swirled on it. Alex does not look too impressed though.