I mentioned that Deb and I drove across to Gippsland (the eastern section of Victoria).
Well one of Deb’s colleagues owns a holiday house at Cape Paterson and she kindly lent it to us for the weekend.
As you can see the road out front is very wet, it rained for much of our trip down.
The house is right across the road from the beach.
I loved the waves breaking over these rocks.
The waves have carved this rock full of holes and basins.
We happily strolled across the rocks of the reef. The light was painting the rocks gorgeous colours.
As Deb stepped from one rock to another her foot skidded and she fell straight down onto the rocks on her front.
I raced across to where she was lying; it was a terrifying experience. I had thoughts of Deb suffering concussion and broken bones.
Fortunately, things weren’t as bad as they might have been.
She slightly grazed her chin and hands. Her worst injury was to her shoulders. She jarred both as she threw her hands out to stop her face smacking into the stone. Poor Deb has been stiff and sore all week.
Not surprisingly that put an end to our walk. We went straight back to the house where I lit a roaring fire and made Deb a hot drink. Once we got warm Deb felt a bit less sore and sorry and we had a evening watching movies and planning our next day.