First Camp



'Cheeky Monkey's' first camping experience (in new hands) was a result of a desperate bid in finding somewhere to sleep after Katy and Patrick had signed her over into my keeping.

Not knowing Byron Bay at all we headed for the nearest camping ground, which happened to be right on the beach, and found a spare place and setup for the night. Having flown up from Merimbula earlier that day and finding oneself sitting in a Kombi campervan in a strange place it took some adjustment. Anyway all was well because 'Cheeky' was well setup and it didn't take too long to settle in.

The next morning there was a big sign attached to the windscreen demanding that we report to the office first thing in the morning. After a lazy wake up and fossicking around the campsite we noticed a strange man lurking around the place making out that he was doing some work there. It turned out that he was the Manager and was making sure that we did not escape the park without paying. The Managers wife was very curt and said that bookings had to be made. We escaped this 'camp' very quickly that morning.