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Magazines : Breakaway Summer 2010
Point Lonsdale There's plenty of ways to get your gear to the beach, but Point Lonsdale's ELISE POTTER wasn't prepared for her family's solution THE BELLARINE BEACHES HE arrived home one day with two old golf carts and a mischievous glint in his eye. My decidedly non-handy hubby assured me he had a plan to transform our summers, and I knew better than to ask for any further details. Before you could say ''recipe for disaster'', he had whisked our two littlies into a conspiratorial huddle where much whispering led to a quick grab for his rudimentary tool kit and escape into the backyard. A few hours later they emerged, red-faced and triumphant. ''Mum, can we go to the beach?'' Beach trips are almost a daily ritual during summer at Point Lonsdale, the small hamlet on the Bellarine Peninsula where Port Phillip Bay meets the open waters of Bass Strait. The beach is accessible by foot from almost any corner of the town and almost always with a board, bat or flippers tucked under the arm. But on this particular day the children assured me I wouldn't be required to juggle snorkels, boogie boards and beach bags for the short walk to the family-friendly front beach. ''Come and see what Dad's made.'' They dragged me outside and beamed with pride at the rickety contraption that lay in the centre of our lawn. The two golf carts, salvaged from the hard waste, had been dismantled and fused together, with one handle protruding rudely at the front end. On top lay our battered, trusty kayak another offcast which had found a loving home in our midst. ''It's a kayak trailer,'' enthused my son, as my daughter began piling our usual beach supplies into the kayak. "And look! We don't have to carry all this stuff to the beach any more.'' So off we trotted, my husband gripping the protruding handle as he tried to steer the oversized shopping trolley along sandy paths, while the littlies ran behind picking up stray boards and drink bottles that fell as we travelled. That summer, we kayaked almost daily -- my husband or I often taking off for easy trips around the bay while, alongside us, our daughter snorkelled the off-shore reefs. Other times the children would paddle out and emulate Guy Leech as they rode the small waves into shore. The kayak trailer still stands but is used less and less as the kids grow and favour the thrill of the surf over the gentle paddle of the kayak. But the daily beach trips remain a summer constant at Point Lonsdale. Point Lonsdale boasts two main beaches, the front beach, popular with families and young surfers, and the back beach, a wild and dangerous surf beach where the waves come straight from the Port Phillip Heads. The front beach sits across the road from the town's main shopping centre boasting cafes, boutiques and the Point Lonsdale School of Surfing. A sheltered playground and barbecue facilities lie on the foreshore. The back beach is patrolled. geelongadvertiser.com.au
Breakaway Autumn 2011