Sadly this was to be our last morning in Manyana. Charlie had left early to return to Sydney for work and taken Shirley and Dave with him, so the rest of us went for a dip in the sea before breakfast and then started packing up. By 1.00 pm we bade a fond farewell to Manyana, Pete, Lynda and the kids having left about an hour previously. Our first stop was at Berry in order to re-visit the quilt shop passed on the way down. By this time the temperature had climbed into the mid 30s and we were relying on the AC in Emma’s car to provide us with some relief. From Berry we drove inland and up into the mountains behind the coastal plain. Our first destination was a small town named Kangaroo Valley where Emma and Charlie had previously spent a weekend horse riding amongst other things. I was slightly disappointed in that the name on the map conjured up pictures of pasture being grazed by an abundance of ‘roos. In fact there wasn’t a ‘roo in sight and the only ones we saw during our entire visit were those at Manyana. Our route back to Sydney took us through the beautiful countryside of the ‘Southern Highlands’, an area favoured by the more well to do early settlers!
We arrived back at Manly at 6.30 and enjoyed the remainder of the Whiting caught at Manyana. It should be mentioned here that Charlie not only knows how to catch fish but also how to prepare and cook them in an unforgettable manner.
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