Casual Sunday mission to Tunnel Beach, some  old guy called John excavated a tunnel down to a little secluded beach so his ‘family’ could bathe in private pfft whatever more like he was sneaking the local harlot down there for some beach-side fornicating. But good on him, he tunneled through rock in the 1870’s – pretty sure they didn’t have much in the way of power tools back then (she must have been good).

View from the top, take note of the skill it took to take this while slidding down the muddy hillside (we didn’t take the pouring rain from the night before into account when we decided to mission down there but we SURVIVED)

the RayBan crew.

Some more kids turned up – they had hula hoops, we were obviously unprepared.

The tunnel in question, its one-way.

some cliffs…

Would you jump? Its one of those freakish thoughts that pop into your head when standing on a cliff – bit like jumping in front of a train. Is that weird?

Big waves – maybe jumping wouldn’t be that fun.

and then we went our separate ways.