Our Larrabee camping site was a lovely place to wake up in. The tree canopy kept it shaded and cool. Locals have been complaining about the terrible heat wave, but the 32degree maximum felt very pleasant to me.
After a lovely breakfast in town, which dragged into lunch, we headed back to camp to walk to a lake, we saw signposted near the entrance to the park. The lake was a 3.5k uphill walk, and while totally exhausting, was very picturesque. It reminded me of Lake Sambell at Beechworth many years ago, when it was surrounded by large pine trees.
By the time we walked down and back to camp, Aaron reminded us that Happy Hour had already started in town. A quick change and we were in the car again and about to head back into town. A last minute glance across at the camp site startled us all. A large raccoon was trying to get into the food box and esky left on the picnic table. It managed to tip the food box over, but was chased away before it go to the esky. Cheeky w***! And I thought the warnings about the raccoons were a joke! Back to happy hour drinks. Happy Hour drinks and food are cheap and huge. My 500ml. Margarita was great, as was the plate of nachos we all shared. At the next venue, we sat out on the verandah overlooking the harbour as we ate and drank for the next hour or so. Cocktails, BBQ ribs, pizza, mini salmon burgers and copious crumbed onion rings later, it was time to try the boutique brewery on the next corner. While I sampled the iced water, the others enjoyed tasting a variety of specialty brews.
Another view of the sunset beckoned, so it was back to camp, then with chairs and drinks in hand, we made our way down to the beach. I use the term 'beach' lightly, as it was really a small strip of gravel at the edge of the water. Very relaxing and serene, except for that train that seems to pass through the park every hour or two, with its ridiculously loud fog horn.