, catch some breakfast, organise some lunch and head to the shore before driving back to Brisbane and our flight to Sydney.
Yet, we hadnt reckoned on this being the weekend of the Noosa Half Marathon along with the Hastings Street area being closed down for this event. The agent we had booked through was right in the middle of this area and we ended up parking farther away than our flat had been from the agent.
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Check itThis was our first hurdle shortly followed by attempting to find somewhere for breakfast, which ultimately proved too hard and we headed over to Sunshine Beach to grab a few baguettes, fruit and take away coffee.
Talking to a few surfers while we breakfasted over looking the beach we also found that accessibility to Alexandria Bay was possible from Sunshine Beach and was a much shorter walk than from the Noosa side of the National Park. So we quickly headed off and found a parking space from this side of the park.
The walk in was shorter, simply just more than 1km but had none of the spectacular scenery of the Noosa side. Anyway by 10:00 am we stepped out onto the shore and started looking for a space to settle for the day. To the right and south end of the shore there was already a group beginning to form but it appeared to be mostly male and past middle aged so we headed back towards where we’d camped the last day.
The site was easily found as the division Shani had stuck in the sand the preceding day was still there. As we stripped down Angela and I were fast out of our clothing and settling out on our towels. Shani was still fully clothed and shuffling around in her backpack she then pulled out her bikini and draped it over the branch, then the towel was carefully laid out, she sat down and started to disrobe halting when all she had on was the most miniature lace thong Ive ever seen. I asked her if she was going to take that away, and she described that she might get naked later in the day, if her confidence arrived again.
We put there and sunned and chatted for about an hour before a swim was suggested, we looked up and quite several folks had gathered in our vicinity and along the entire shore. Shani slipped out of the thong and into her bikini bottoms, as well as the three of us headed off into the water, Angela and I both nude. When we got out onto the sandbank the water was about waist deep and we stood there and crashed against the waves as they rolled in, soon Shani removed her bottoms and tied them around her ponytail.
When we turned to return to land there was a line of five guys simply standing on the waters edge watching us frolic. None of these men had been there when we had entered the water and we would have to walk past them to get back to our towels.
Lying in the gutter (the deep water between the sandbank and also the shore) we waited for these men to move on before leaving the water. After a few minutes this hadn’t occurred so Angela used her normal diplomatic fashion and hollered at them, Would you #$*%#ing perverts, piss off!
She had an immediate effect as well as the men scattered, allowing us to walk right up to our towels and settle back to some serious sunbaking. We’d been settled for a while when a female voice interrupted our silence.
It was the girl from yesterday, who had been nude but her boyfriend had stayed dressed. She introduced herself as Sarah, from Melbourne and was asking could she sit with us. We didnt have a problem with that and dialogue readily followed.
It appears she and her boyfriend were having a ten day break and he’d suggested Noosa for the surfing and actually liked surfing in the very light bunches at Alexandria Bay. She had found the area suitably isolated that she had began sunbaking topless and on their fourth day (yesterday) had decided that nude was wonderful.
We asked in case the boyfriend (I dont recall his name, but I think it was Nick, Rick or Mick) had had an issue with her being bare. Sarah went on to explain that he had an issue with anyone looking at her and he considered she was getting nude to upset him. Apparently Nick, Rick, Mick was surfing at Coolum that day and so she had walked in by herself hoping to locate some female company and they’d meet up much later in the day.
http://shockingtown.com didnt say it but it was evident that possessiveness was a real problem between them. Anyhow the day glided on and we watched people come and go, we had http://crazypublic.com , the pervs stayed away from us, or at least remained undetectable. The four of us remained naked for the remainder of the day and Sarah and I walked the length of the beach together, and shot a number of pictures of the seashore respecting naturist photograph etiquette. Sarah is 19 and jobless and not studying and actually doesnt know what exactly is happening with her life, except a vague strategy of wedding Nick, Rick, Mick when he completes his apprenticeship and moving to Queensland. It’s a life plan I struggle to comprehend.
At three we packed up to head home. As we were flying and we remembered the second rule of journey (the one after always carry a towel) consistently wear fresh panties we all had the new experience of being dressed into suitable underwear, on a seashore surrounded by twenty or thirty individuals. I asked Sarah if she intended following the nude thing when she got home and she said she’d, but I suspect it’s merely a holiday thing for her.
The trip home was uneventful except that Shani had burnt her bottom only at the top and her thong was rubbing and giving her hell, so in the Qantas Club she went into the bathrooms and removed the offending thing and flew home commando.