5.5.08: Day 42:- To Evans Head

Day 42 once again dawned an absolutely glorious day. A quick pack up and we’re ready to leave by 10 o’clock. Of course just as you’re ready to go everybody wants to talk to you, so by the time we leave the C.park it’s about 10.40 a.m.
We Millennium Pajero idles slowly out of town and we are reluctant to leave the town that has been a haven for us for the past 6 days. Of course we make sure that we pick up a couple of take away coffees and treats from the heritage café and a roast chicken for lunch whilst on the road.
Before long we’re on the Pacific Highway once again and heading for Coff’s Harbour. Before getting there we take a short detour to Sawtell, which is about 10 k’s south of Coff’s and almost a suburb of it. It is right on the beach and has a one of the most striking main streets that I have seen in quite a while. The 2 lanes of the street are separated by a median strip that has some of the largest Moreton Bay Figs that I have seen. These spread their canopies al the way across the street from kerb to kerb. Hence most of the street is covered in shade. A very pretty sight. You probably had to be there though.
Continued very quickly through Coffs. A big town and appropriately busy. We did however manage to take in the "BIG BANANA”. I personally was a bit disappointed in this. I think that it could have been bigger. It should be renamed “The quite big banana” or “The Bigger than usual banana”.
I suppose technically it is a big banana…….. But how long is a piece of string??????
After Coff’s we took the alternate route to Grafton, through the hills and had lunch at “Historic Nana Glen”. This is a tiny hamlet about 30 k’s from Coffs and very pretty it was. We found the local park after looking without luck, for things around the town that may have been historical. We decided that the most historical thing about Nana Glen was actually the signpost that welcomed us to the town and looked as though it had been purposefully polished in anticipation of our arrival!!!!
Anyway we opened the back of the “Chariot of Love” and raided the fridge for stuff to add to our chicken rolls.
After lunch we were back in the wagon and on towards Grafton. It was now getting late in the afternoon and we realised that we were not going to make Ballina before dark so we headed for Evans Head, which is about 30 k‘s south of the above.
We rolled up at the park once again at sunset (5.05 pm) and proceeded to set up once again amongst the “Grey Nomads”, who apparently had moved back into the C.park en-masse after the school holidays had finished. As per usual we were set up, fed and the youngin’s were in bed by about 7.30 pm.