On our last day at my brother and our second last day in Australia I was favored with a morning smuggler. My nieces decided that he needed to be wrapped in my blanket and he really didn't seem to mind.
We visited Cape Byron, the national whatsis with a lighthouse.
This is the first fourteen of four hundred and fourteen steps that I climbed. Why yes, I did count them.
The lighthouse itself appears to be just a lighthouse, but the views are spectacular.
And there we were.
Views of beaches.
Big grand cragginess.
As we were leaving, we could see very distant rain.
Fitting, right?
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