Can’t believe my journey from Broome to Brisbane is nearly over. I haven’t given myself time yet to really think about just how far I’ve travelled in my little Suzuki, just been focused on getting safely to each destination.
If I’d thought about it earlier, I probably wouldn’t have taken on a house-sit (delightful though it was) after having time with my sis in Townsville. I was on a real high after our great time together and then, all of a sudden, I was really, really on my own in a strange environment with only Lucy the dog for company!
However the week passed pretty quickly and uneventfully and Lucy was good company and well behaved so it was easy to find time each day to take her on walks and explore a little more of Gladstone and even take in a movie (“Last Christmas”, which I thought was quirky but very good.)
After Gladstone, I was keen to get to Agnes Waters and 1770, so when the house-sit finished, I headed there as it was very close and I was looking forward to swimming in the sea again.
I have a bit of a fascination for old Queensland houses and have taken quite a few pics. Here are a couple that caught my eye on the way to Agnes Waters.
I’m really pleased I made the effort to go to Agnes Waters because it’s a real gem, hidden away off the main road. Quite a few others obviously think so as well, because there are some very nice homes that have been built overlooking the coast, and of course land prices have increased as a result. For many, it’s a beautiful place to retire, with a surf beach and a safe lagoon for families with kids.
I stayed in the Green Mango Hotel right near the surf beach for a couple of nights. There were concerns about a fire near the area at the time, and there were some fire trucks at the ready, with some of the road north being cut off.
There’s a shopping village with a couple of supermarkets and a good line-up of tourist offerings, cafes and restaurants – just enough to keep visitors and campers happy. The water was very warm and people generally very friendly.
I visited the local museum which had a comprehensive history of the area and there were many walks for those who were interested. The campground was quite full and there were plenty of things for children to do including having surfboard lessons.
1770 is rather an unusual name for a town, don’t you think? Apparently Seventeen Seventy, known by locals as 1770, was originally named Round Hill after the creek on which it lies. The town’s name was changed 45 years ago to commemorate the 200th anniversary of Lieutenant James Cook landing the His Majesty’s Bark Endeavor in the area. (courtesy of National Geographic)
My lasting memory of 1770 is of the sunset which draws many tourists at the end of the day.