Angourie: heaven on earth

Throwing our usual Friday evening routine into the winds, we decided to take a mini-holiday and head down to the coastal village of Angourie, situated about 5 minutes south of Yamba and 90 minutes from our place. Our friends, John and Julie, have been raving to us about their stays there for some time, so we decided to see for ourselves. My wonderful ex-PA, Diana, had booked us into a rental town house overlooking Spooky Bay.
We (Steve, Cal and I) arrived around 7pm and strolled, soon afterwards, the 200 metres or so down the road to the award winning Frangipan restaurant, where we had a fabulous dinner and occasionally acted a "little bit silly" (best said in a slightly drunk French accent).
The next day we took a pre-breakfast swim, then headed to the Angourie shop (which is for sale if anyone would like to run a business in heaven-on-earth) for breakfast which was splendid (blueberry pancakes for Cal and Steve and sauted mushrooms for me). The waves beckoned again and we spent the next few hours exploring the coastline, getting a little lost (and for me, a lot sunburnt) and then splashing around in the refreshing waves.
Both Cal and I enjoyed this sign, itemising all the 'dangers' (including the last one - snakes).
This other sign had lots of meaning for Cal. One of the surfing magazines he had read back in France, included a story about Australia, and featured a pic of this very sign. This story was one of the reasons why Cal wanted to come to Australia, so he was very delighted and surprised when he came across this sign - in real life. A sign of a sign that had become a sign of Australia which then became the real sign again.

Anyway, we shall become occasional visitors to Angourie now.