Left Tom Groggin – definitely more exploring that could be done including across the 4WD river crossings into the Victorian Alps. But we headed again up the road to Thredbo and back through Cooma with a brief stop at the big thing of the region…yes, the Big Trout. It was more that there was a water tap ten metres away and we disguised our 40 litre intake by taking a family photo.
We headed for Bega – a significant family town historically for Josh – rang Grandma while we had lunch. It would be great to head out and see some old rellos at the cemetery but the boys aren’t interested in hours of searching the dead centre of town. Headed for Tathra (chocka block with holiday campers) and out to Mimosa Rocks. Got a good camp but the closeness of other people – particularly one backpacker van – was a bit awkward.
The beach we were on was not what we expected – but the large rocks – or maybe they were small rounded boulders – were spectacular and ended being hours of fun for the boys fossicking through every nook and cranny. And it was a beautiful platform with the actual Mimosa Rocks as the backdrop. We had a swim in a shallow rock pool just to get wet really.