After brekky we went to the Cape Hawke lookout just down the road in Forster. It was a bit of a walk to the viewing platform but well worth the effort as there was a fantastic panoramic view of the area. We could see the ocean, the lakes and the hills. After this we went to Bunnings (think B&Q) to treat ourselves to some new light bulbs for the camper. It gets dark here at about six now and our bulbs were useless. We've had to cook by torch light. We also went to Coles to get some food. We then hit the road again with the intention of possibly staying on a campground in the Crowdy Bay National Park. The entrance to the park was a bit tricky to find but eventually we found it. The Camps Guide stated that there was five kilometres of dirt road to it. We thought this would be okay as short distances of dirt road are usually okay for the camper. Most dirt roads are a bit corrugated but not too bad but this road was the worst dirt road we have come across. It was full of huge potholes full of water after all the rain. I took it very slow and easy only able to travel at no more than one kilometre in places. We hoped that the campground would be worth the horrendous drive but to our horror it wasn't. Out of school holidays it would probably have been brilliant but today it was a horror show! We turned a corner and both immediately thought 'no'. The place was jam packed with scary looking people sat outside with fires already going. It was only 2 o'clock. They were all staring and the place was scruffy and looked like how I imagine a sink estate would look if the houses were replaced by tents. We turned the camper round and got out of there. This wasn't good as we had to face the potholed terror road again straight away. We decided to stop for some lunch at a picnic area we had seen on the way up and have a look at the beach. The weather was overcast and dull today and the beach didn't look at it's best. We ate and then braved the road. We kept being passed by idiots driving far too fast for the conditions, some of them topless. There's just no need for this. You're not in bed, you're not in the shower, you're not on the beach or going swimming so why do people think it acceptable to take their tops off. No one wants to see this. I suppose they think that they look cool with their six packs on show. I think that they look like arrogant tossers. Anyhow I thought 'sod it if you can't beat 'em join 'em' so I whipped my top off to much hilarity from Jay! Topless driving isn't all it's cracked up to be though as the seat belt doesn't half chaff your nipple. This was the second sore nipple in only a few days! We eventually negotiated the pot holed road and went to find somewhere to stay. We opted for the Christmas Cove Caravan Park. It was quiet and the facilities were good and clean but it was all a bit Psychoville! There were lot's of strange people coming and going and we can only assume that they were either going to or coming from 'club'! We tried our best to look 'local' and not make eye contact! We had tea by the 'big light'. We didn't need the torch tonight. Our new bulbs are blasting out the light.