Curl Curl

We had a rare day in Sydney unencumbered by grandchildren. (That's not to say we don't love being with them).
We went for a drive along the northern beaches including Curl Curl where Mr isbi used to spend summers in his family's holiday house. 
They spent a lot of time in these baths, including braving the waves along the back wall despite their mother's stern warnings. 
Unfortunately he is now chronologically closer to the activities in the thumbnail.