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We approached Bundaberg through miles and miles of sugar cane fields and eventually arrived late afternoon and went straight to the distillery (Bundaberg Rum Distillery). Unfortunately the last tour had already gone so tomorrow it would have to be. Found a campsite a couple of minutes down the road and settled in. Both very tired from all the activity and broken sleep, but we felt better after a beer and dinner. The campsite had 'ensuite' bathroom -well toilet and shower, spotlessly clean and change from trekking halfway across the campsite as we had done previously. Lovely people, they sold us tickets for the Distillery tour - she gave us 'Golden Oldies' tickets (not having seen Ruth, my much younger bride) and at a discount; result!

Next morning we set off for the Distillery and joined the first tour, at 10. The tour leaders were enthusiastic, told terrible jokes, but did know their stuff. An interesting tour but everyone was really there for the free tasters at the end. We tired the 'Double Barrel', an aged rum, and a 'Dark and Stormy' (rum and ginger beer) which was nearly as good as the Bermudian version, but not quite. Despite all that we did buy a couple of bottles of the ready-made D&S plus a bottle of the Reserve Rum

A quick visit to the supermarket to re-supply then we set off north again. This time we were headed for Agnes Water, a little village some 100 km away. The drive started through sugar cane fields and macadamia plantations before entering native forested countryside with a few open fields of cattle. A pleasant enough drive though we didn't see any wildlife, apart from a small flock of cockatoos.

Agnes Water is a pretty village right on the beach and 7 km further on is the settlement of 1770, so named because Captain Cook made landfall there and it is the second oldest settlement in Australia. The peninsula provides a barrier for the long shallow inlet running down its western side, with very wide beaches. The ocean side is very rocky and the ocean swells crashed onto the rocks sending spray high in the air.

We found a campsite in Agnes Water, just above another beach, Workman's Beach, a beautiful, practically deserted beach of lovely golden sands. Different from further south where the beaches were white coral sand. We walked along the beach just about sunset, great to see the surf breaking on the beach and rocks and we fulfilled our pledge to remove at least three pieces of plastic from the beach. Feeling virtuous we returned to,the camper for dinner then bed as it was pitch dark. The campsite, run by the local authority, offered only toilets and cold (outside) showers, but was set in light woodland and was just the job for us. Wild turkeys, or bustards, roamed the site, pecking away to find food.

No noisy birds this morning, bliss, in fact the only excitement was a large black spider than ran out of the toilet roll as Ruth unrolled it. You might have heard the scream?

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