St Mary’s – St Helen’s

Awoke late and took a walk into town to the health food shop for breaky. Enjoyed some great food and read some mags.

Wandered around and found St Mary’s to be much more lively that we’d previously seen. We have been having problems with our Midland tenant and decided to issue his breach notice. Found the Online Centre and printed out the stuff and posted it off. Seems our trip home next month is going to be work, work, work…

We headed through the St Mary’s Pass – the magnificent tree clad mountains that have narrow roads scrolling around the edges. Nearly got ran off the side of a cliff by a truck that was in the middle of the road when he took a blind corner. Luckily he moved back as I had no where to go!

Hit Scamander, Beaumaris and then St Mary’s. They almost merged into one as the cliff tops are all lined with varying degrees of beach house. Some scabby old Mandurah types, through to flashy new ones, and everything in between.

They seem to be suffering like most holiday spots, in that there are many houses but not many permanent residents, and they don’t have as many facilities as towns of half the size with a more permanent population, but they are gorgeous none the less. Having the sun out and it being a lovely day, always makes it even more lovely.

Arrived late in the arvo at St Mary’s. The hub of the area. There is even a cinema in this neck of the woods! Two video stores and several great junk shops. Its also a town filled with Staffies. We’ve actually seen more Staffies in town than we’ve seen other dogs! Midget played with Bob and his old brother (I forget his name). Bob was young and crazy and the old one was lovely and very placid. On the way back from the café we saw a tan coloured Staffie.