Bilgola Beach....My Day in Heaven Rubbing Shoulders with the Locals

Yep it's official.  Sydney missed out on Summer this year.  I just accidently wrote 'tear' instead of 'year'.  That's how sad I feel about it....being a beach lover and all.  So last Friday when the sun was shining, and I mean dumping rays, I grabbed the beach bag, the kid and the camera and drove to North Bilgola look out to make a plan.  My dad's ashes are out there somewhere, as this was his beach,  his Bilgola.  He helped start the surf club there in the 1950s, a break away from Avalon, the next beach to the north.  His name is on the honour board in the club and we used to come to this beach all the time when I was a kid.  Lets just say it has traction with me!!!!!

They were complete larrikins in those days, and invented something called the 5 O'clock shark.  That usually cleared the beach, so they could pack up and be at the pub by six.  I didn't hear this story until his memorial service on the beach, where many of his old surfing buddies gathered to watch his ashes be rowed out to sea and scattered to the four winds.

So this is Bilgola.

You've got to love a place that respects it's kids

A place where the mums train all year round.  This is a local school mum, we ended up talking school stuff of course.

We took off our shoes and made foot prints in the sand

and so did others

We shot some Beach House Door love

We negotiated the dangerous bits

Both on land and sea

We did coffee with a view

and we were thankful for where we live.

Then we shot a video.  I never intended to post this on the blog, but the big Beach House Brat is starting to make his own movies.  He wants to know about editing so, I thought I'd give it a go and see if I could use the Movie Maker program and help him a little bit.  It's easy and I encourage you to try it.  I'm going to do some cooking videos soon, if I can work out a way to film myself solo in the kitchen.

So this video was actually about the big seas crashing against the pool, but the daddy and his little girl, like us, were memorised by the sea and they became part of the story.  The chatter in the background is me oohing and aaahing at the waves, which don't look as big in film and the Beach House brat and I negotiating whether to go for a dip or not. I'm sorry to say we did not, as the sea was too rough for me.  The daddy in the story told me his daughter had been doing this since birth and he was alot gamer than I was.

  Actually the best part of this movie is the music and the credits at the end. Mr Beach House just watched it and said great location, not much of a plot and I'd have to agree with him....wonders will never cease.

It was my first go and I promise I'll get better.

 Let me know what you think or maybe not!!!!! Viewers in the States can't see it unfortunately...Believe me, you're not missing much in terms of my cinematography.

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