It’s been a while since we got out of Sydney. Our friend Will from Sydney Park has taken his dog Puck and moved down to one of the beachside suburbs north of Wollongong. It’s a little over an hour from our Sydney home to this particular beach, which is off-leash fulltime.
I don’t think Munson has been in proper surf since we visited Cadiz two years ago, but in water or out he had a splendid time. It was a beautiful clear winter’s day, perfect for us all to walk barefoot along the water’s edge from one of the beach to the other and back, following it up with fish and chips down the road in Thirroul.
I had intended to take Gustav into central Wollongong but we didn’t get very far due to bad traffic, and cut the day short. If dogs were allowed on trains on Australia, I’d be down to these beaches much more often. Unfortunately Australia doesn’t do public transport very well and almost no pet-friendly transport. This journey would be like jumping on a London train down to Brighton for the day, albeit with much much much better beaches.