remembering Byron Bay

I've been poking away at my HUGE collection of photos from my trip to Austrailia LAST Spring. I know, Im the worst! Its coming up to a year since my depature day and I am finally nearing the end of all the sorting and editing. I can really appreciate the pictures now as I work through them, what a great reminder of how much fun we had in the land down under. I will be going back, one day soon. And Im bringing Malcolm with me next time!  For now just two images to show off Byron Bay from the famous Lighthouse at 530 am sunrise. After forcing my trusty sidekick and best gal Rachelle to jump on a shotty old bike, we borrowed from the hostel. We ventured our from under our warm covers at 4am. With flashlights we fumbled around, picked 2 of the sturdiest bikes we could find and started to pedal and pedal. Up hill all the way (coming home was WAY more fun)!! To the point where we had to get off and push. Yes push, there were all these super athletes jogging past us...I guess thats what 6 weeks of holiday will do to you. We laughed so hard I thought I would die. And we finally made it, through the rain showers and all. And the views were soooo worth it. Stunning scenery at Australia's most Easterly point.