Leaving Augusta without kiting seems such a waste. The wind has not been good for kiting on the river and the beach is too full with rocks or too wild with waves. Also the weather has turned colder and overcast.
We pump up the kite and I gear up and wait along the shore of the river to see if the wind is strong enough. Because the winds from east and has to go over land before reaching the river, it just won’t work. We all get a bit frustrated, so decide to go to the doggie beach. Here the wind blows straight onshore and is powerful. So are the waves but we are too determined to let that bother us.
The wind is so hard that even Dotti tries to hide from the sand blasting.
Satisfied that I actually could ride the waves in this wind, be it that most of it was down wind, we pack up.
Cold but satisfied we feel in a kind of Christmas spirit and our wishes get fulfilled.
We then arrive at a nice bush camping where we stay for two days. A bit because the weather is not great but also to do some chores in and around the bus.
We also go for walks to enjoy the scenery, play guitar and just enjoy.













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