This morning I woke up to the sort of day you often get on holiday in Wales, before I clears up later on; Overcast, the odd spit of rain, strong onshore wind and choppy seas with no surf. I just hope as with holidays at home, it'll clear up later on!
As there was no surf at the beach where I had stayed last night, I went to check the most sheltered and last resort beach, Lighthouse. Unfortunately having run up there it was calm but completely flat, so that ended my hopes of going for a surf..
With nothing much else to do, I went to the little general store and managed to to trade in my 2 finished books for a 500 page monster, for freeee! That should keep me busy for a while, and it's another murder detective book I think.
I decided to head off south, and due to all the next lot of beaches being pretty remote and a lot accessed by gravel roads (which I'm trying to avoid!), I aimed for the next civilisation area, the city of Newcastle. That happened to be about 2 hours drive away, more because of how remote Seal Rocks is, rather than the actual number of Km.
Before I got to 'Stockton Beach', which is at the most Northern part of the Newcastle area before the city begins, I came across a Maccas. After over an hour and an Icecream later I found the beach. Unfortunately it was still quite overcast here, but it was warm and the wind had dropped a lot, so I read on the beach for a little while.
Later on I went exploring on my skateboard, and got to the big northern breakwater, at the entrance to river flowing through Newcastle. I skated the considerable distance to the end, where I watched some huge oil tankers being guided out to sea by about 5 tug boats each, which was pretty interesting.
On the way back I stopped and chatted to some of the numberous fishermen along the boulders of the breakwater. Sounds like it's a pretty good spot, so as there isn't going to be any surf I might spend some of the day fishing there tomorrow.
While I chatting to one of the blokes, there were dolphins chasing salmon around up the breakwater wall and then caching then right near the beach, which was really cool to watch.
Later on I did a little more reading, and had some dinner. Then the weather went quite calm, and I decided to go off skating further round, along the good cycle path up the river. It was the best cycle path I had been along yet, so was flying along. I came to 3 blokes who were doing what appeared to be some really serious fishing, with then 4x4's parked up in the park.
I stopped and got chatting to them, and ended up staying till about 11pm. They were fishing for 'Dew Fish', which are a bit like massive bass, with live baits the size of I would have been happy to catch at all, let alone for bait! They showed me some photos of fish they had got on that exact spot, which were ginormous 30kg+ fish.
As we were stood there and it was about to get dark a big thunder storm started passing over. Before it got to us I skated/sprinted back to the car fast as I could, and moved it round to near where the guys were fishing so I wouldn't get completely soaked going back later on.
A few beers but unfortunately no fish later, they packed up and went home about 11pm. I think I was as gutted they didn't catch one as they were, I'd have loved to have seen one of those whoppers in real life. One of them even gave me some Flathead fillets from a fish he'd got earlier in the day, as I mentioned earlier I hadn't eaten it before.
Just when I was about to fall asleep back the car, someone came along shining a torch in at me. Bricking it, I say up thinking the police/rangers had busted me, but luckily it was just a neighbour. He obviously wasn't too happy I was there and was saying how the police/rangers would catch me there, so I moved down the road and hid the car behind a big lorry before going to sleep.
(Photo - one of the beaches at Seal Rocks before I left this morning)