Bribie Island Part 2

If I’ve given the impression that Bribie is full of old codgers you would be right – but then you would also be wrong. In recent years there have been new housing developments on canal estates with designer golf courses and with a boat worth more than twice than that of my house moored by the back door.

When visiting the Island, there is a huge choice of accomodation as well as eateries: both the Haves and Have Nots are well catered for. Much of the Island remains a National Park and is home to brumbies, wallabies, dingoes, and emus. I’ve not seen them though I believe the serious campers that arrive by boat are privy to these iconic creatures.

From my front door. Tough but someone has to do it.

One of my favourite places to visit on the Island is the Surf Club at Woorim with its glorious views across the ocean – a bonus in winter when the whales are travelling north. Virtually next door is the Woorim Cenotaph for Servicemen and Women.

And then there is this:

The Book Exchange at Bongaree has to be one of the best organised second hand retail outlets I’ve ever visited and is open 364 days. Lost an hour perusing an only came out with The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo DVD.

Catering to tourists many of the Cafes have a book shelf that promote “borrowing a book, and leaving a book”.I must admit to judging accomodation by whether or not it includes holiday reading material.

There are heaps of clubs and weekly markets on Bribie which give the island a real community feel. Seven years ago a hairdresser with a salon on the island, with consultation from the local Uni , came up with the idea of Hairdressers with Hearts. This not-for-profit organisation trains hair stylists and barbers in providing support and resources to clients who download about domestic violence or elder abuse whilst in the chair.

The other community initiative that impressed me was the placement of a red bench seat along the busy foreshore of Pumicestone Passage. The idea behind these seats is that if you are experiencing any sort of domestic abuse you can flag the issue by using this seat. We have a red bench in our local shopping centre but no one knows it’s significance.

Anyway, I’ve channelled Jimmy Buffet at Margaritaville, lost numerous fish hooks, and am still finding sand in places I forgot existed, so its back to business for me this week. Bugger.

Note for Pommepal: Too busy to manage the Butterfly House. Next month.

17 thoughts on “Bribie Island Part 2

  1. Looks very respectful and love the tree. Sounds like a gated community in Florida. Old codgers, hmm….you sound like a old British novelist getting your words in with retirement! I long for those days to finish my book.

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  2. Ah, the things one was transported for! Interesting about the red benches – I’ll have to keep a look out for any around here, now that I know the significance. Would be more helpful, though, if the meaning was more widely known.

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    1. Sorry, Muri, it’s easy to forget that we don’t all speak the same language:) Brumbies are wild horses. If you’ve seen the movie The Man From Snowy River they too were brumbies. Often the lineage is way back in generations. Sadly, because they tend to run wild in national parks, some folk consider that they cause a lot of damage. As such, there has been some massive culling happening:(

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  3. What a great time you had May. Well you found some things we missed, especially that book store. Will have to go back…Don’t miss the butterfly house next time…We had an Airbnb at Woorim and lunched at the surf club, was very busy, great sea food meal, along with the views….

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  4. The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo I only read fiction that is recommended to me.
    I am glad I read that series, wow what a girl she really knew how to pay back bad karma. Hope you follow Pauline to the Airbnb at Mt glorious the place has a wide variety of tastefully selected books.😎

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