Sunday Morning Beach Walk

Hi there!

Would you like to come for a walk along the beach with my dog and me?

I like to be up early in the morning. It is a magic time down on the beach. This is the entry to the beach at Redcliffe, Australia.

As you might have suspected, it is called Redcliffe for the red colour of its cliffs. Unfortunately, they are not really visible at this point and we’re walking in the other direction today.

beach path

Let’s go!

Are you okay to negotiate the stairs?

This part of the beach is popular with shore fisherman. The gentlemen on the right had just caught a stingray after the photo was taken. He then cut off the hook and kicked the stingray back into the water with his bare foot. The ray seemed fine with its ordeal, as it swam enthusiastically away. I suppose its take away from the experience was a small breakfast of fisherman’s bait.

Some of the houses, fronting the shore, have magnificent views towards the ocean, although some are showing their age. They may be weathered and beaten by the elements but are still standing strong, much like most of the trees.

beach house view

Until that is, the Council might decide the tree must be cut down.

I am unsure of the reason for the lopping of this tree as it was massive. I recall it being a Moreton Bay Fig, which blogger Margaret mentioned just the other day. One major concern is the stability of the bank, once the roots are removed.

I love that some of the staircases are equipped for bicycles, or kayaks on wheels. Not that I would be riding down there. It looks far too steep for my skills.

A man and his Schnauzer

I continued on for another 500 metres or so.

The recent summer storms have taken a toll on this old cottonwood tree. I think the Council will try to salvage this one.

The walk along the beachfront here is special becuase there’s a fantastic feature tree further along that forms a Tree Tunnel. This is the first time I have ever seen a warning sign saying: Beware – Low Tree Branches.

Watch your head as you walk underneath.

It is low.

I had to bend my head down and my husband says I am part ‘Hobbit’.

At this point, we decided to turn back to our starting destination exiting back through the tree ‘cave.’

The perfect frame for the distant container ship on the horizon. The water between Redcliffe and Moreton Island forms a major shipping lane to the port of Brisbane.

We took a detour on the way back inorder to check out a nice cafe we spotted on the way up. After all, isn’t it a tradition of Jo’s Walks that the walk ends with cake?

Captain Cook and Whitby Abbey

history

History buffs might want to pay attention to this part of the walk. The smaller rock to the left is a piece of the ruins of the Abbey at Whitby, England. Whitby was the home of Captain James Cook, the first Englishman to chart the East Coast of Australia. The larger rock commemorates Captain Cook’s Journey past this point, way back, in 1770.

From this point, maintaining a southerly direction will find you at a Sunday Market adjacent to a long cafe and shopping street complete with modern pier and jetty, where you will find many more fisherman.

Here is what it looked like in years gone by:

Redcliffe History

The town’s name originates from “Red Cliff Point” named by the explorer Matthew Flinders, referring to the red cliffs at Woody Point.Redcliffe was originally the site of the first penal colony in Queensland. It was discarded when the colony moved further inland and slowly it evolved as a small seaside retreat north of Brisbane until the construction of the Hornibrook bridge which linked Brighton, an outer Brisbane suburb, to the Redcliffe peninsula.

http://www.aussietowns.com.au/town/redcliffe-qld

Now, I am hungry. Where IS that cake?

Catch you next time at

15 thoughts on “Sunday Morning Beach Walk

  1. It looks like you’re settling in to life by the sea Amanda. After having moved to our little house by the ocean 3+ years ago I don’t think I could live away from it now. I love the early morning beach side walks too. The ocean is forever changing, as is the sky above it, so there’s always something different to see. I wonder, if after a couple of summers there, followed by a couple of winters, if you’re not going to morph into a summer person. That’s in preference to winter of course. – I know summer will never replace the more mild seasons of spring and autumn in your heart.

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    1. I might find summers easier to cope with Chris, living by the sea but I doubt that I will change my leopard spots now! My heart sings at tree photos of snow. I was just watching a documentary on the Sami. Thinking how lucky they are to live there!!

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