Staying at Hervey Bay was a special experience for me. When I was a child my family had camping holidays here in the 1960s. I have memories of going onto the rocks with an empty glass milk bottle and a knife, collecting oysters. Each time the bottle was full my brother and sisters and I would take it back to the tent where our dad would pretend to drink them and then carry on about them wriggling in his tummy. He loved oysters but it turned me off them all my life until this trip when I made myself try some fresh oysters and discovered how fabulous they are.
sunrise at PialbaBeach
THe long paddock 