I have confessed my fascination with — and ignorance about — rocks before.
Cliffs are just bigger rocks.
At one end of Diamond Head Campground Beach these two striking sentinels called me closer.
But when I reach them I see one is a cliff, part of the land, and one is but part of a past cliff, so can I call this one a rock, albeit a very big rock?
And did you spot the kookaburra poised at the top? On sentry duty on a sentry rock.
To reach that stunning slit to the sea, you have to make your way over a sward of tumbled rocks large and small, deceptively not fixed, ready to cause a grandma to twist an ankle.
Reaching the safety of sand again, I look back and marvel at how lucky I am to be near such a place of natural wonders.
I pass a nonchalantly lazing kangaroo mother and joey by a picnic table. This is a national park after all…
The beach isn’t bad either…
Diamond Head rocks!
Yes, Covid is keeping many plans on hold!
Yes, glad you are living close to beautiful coastline. Have been there once but probably 20 years ago, so looking forward to a revisit later this year, if allowed.