We woke to find we'd camped next to a recreation ground. Just as Dan had made us breakfast (coffe and peanut butter on charcoaled bread) people started arriving with kids and bikes and balls. We set off and drove through Richmond and Windsor then joined the Pacific Highway going north. We were treated to some gorgeous scenery. Hills and mountains everywhere and the roads winding up then down then up again with steep valleys on one side or the other; mostly covered with trees. We dipped down into the valley to cross the Hawkesbury River which was covered with speed and sail boats, then drove on passing Gosford and Brisbane Waters further on, before arriving in Newcasle in the early afternoon. We'd driven about 180km. We parked up on a hill on the site of the old gaol. Down the slope in front of us was the sea and the quirky 1930s 'Ocean Baths', which is exactly what it sounds like. They look like a 30s style swimming baths from the front but its just a facade, on the other side is the ocean. A few pools have been built and they are filled with sea water. A quick wander around the sea front told us that Newcastke was closed for Easter. There were quite a few people around the beach but nothing seemed open. Its quite a cute place, around the sea front, reminds me of an English sea side town but with sun. Found the only bar open which seemingly had the entire town's population sat outside by the water listening to a live band. So we joined them. Ended up meeting two Aussies who were in the RAAF (air force) and drinking with them for a while. They then went somewhere else but we couldn't get in because we had thongs on. I thought they were being rude but they call flip flops things in Oz.... We got back to the van and cooked some packet pasta as a midnight snack.