On the high seas in Rosedale
Nun's Beach at Rosedale, New South Wales, Australia
It’s been a long time since Poor John and I saw really high, rough seas at Rosedale, where our beach house is on the South Coast of Australia.
Twenty years ago, before we built the house and when Poor John’s brother and sister-in-law visited for a weekend, we had some of the worst weather ever. David and Charlotte barely saw our block of land, let alone the sea.
The waves were huge, the fog was thick and there was a chest-deep, menacing foam at the water’s edge, which kept us from venturing too close to either the water or the rocks.
But the seas have been wild this week. Nothing quite like 20 years ago, but still impressive. We followed our new ‘creek’ to the beach and walked along the sand.
Poor John reminded me not to stand too close to the edge. Australia is known to have random, rogue waves that will sweep a person to Kingdom Come, and then never send you back.
I confess that I love the wild seas. I’m glad I’m not out there in a boat, but I do love to watch them.
If you appreciate the sea too, I can recommend the book ‘The Perfect Storm’. It’s heartbreaking, but un-put-down-able, and one of my favourite books of the last decade.
If you want something a bit tamer, check out the blog items on our Rosedale waterway or backyard.
Where to next? 
Hi Peggy,
It looks like it’s a really pretty, and quiet, beach when the sea isn’t so rough and foamy.
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It’s a beautiful beach. I’ll post something from a sunny day. 🙂
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were it only this way now. glad you and PJ are still safe. continue…
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Thanks, we’re heading down on Wednesday to check on things. Our place is in South Rosedale. The fires destroyed about 15 houses there. North Rosedale lost about 80 per cent of its houses. Maybe 14 left standing. A wind change saved us.
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