Day 12 - Red rock

We woke up at 10am, packed up and were ready at 12pm. We went to the beach until 4pm. I tried to fish there but the current was too strong and brought my sinker back to the beach all the time. We walked up the Red Rock (called like that because of the blood poored during a massacre, giving at the same time the name to the town), played with the waves (very strong) and met an aboriginal woman who warned Nozomi that I should not swim too far because the under currents bring you far from the beach and smash you then back to the rocks close to the sea cliff. Indeed, Nozomi told me that I started to be dragged away before calling me. I took a shower and we hit the road at 5pm. We arrived at the Gold Coast at 10pm, under the rain. The camp site was difficult to find because the Gold Coast is mainly a resort, a city.

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