A second edition of the book, Noosa: Surfing the '60s, has been released. Surfing the 60s is a book with a message: You should have been there yesterday. For those who were, it will rekindle fond memories.
That's the advertising blurb.
Every time I stay at Noosa with one of my brothers I get all nostalgic and remember how Noosa was in the 60s. It's so different now. These days what first comes to mind when you think of Noosa Heads on Queensland’s Sunshine Coast? Probably the strip of ultra-cool boutiques, award-winning restaurants and luxury holiday accommodation. Back in the mid 60s it was still a sleepy village - laid back, simple, dotted with single-storey timber dwellings and stores and you could risk being eaten alive by sand-flies and sleep on the ground beside your vehicle at the end of Hastings Street. That is what we did quite often. After a day surfing we would be tired enough to not need a comfy bed and besides, I don't remember any accommodation places being available.
Surfing was what it was about and surfing played a key part in putting the town on the map, and establishing its current image. It was hardly heard of in the early 60s except for semi-locals like us from Brisbane but by the end of the decade it was a real mecca for surfers, and featured in movies and magazines, with a worldwide reputation.
When I was in Australia recently I enjoyed a week at Noosa with two of my brothers and their wives. One day when we walked around to the shops, the main beach was very busy with a surf lifesaving carnival. Shame there was no surf to speak of.
The next generation of surfers waiting for a wave.
Two of my favourites features at Noosa are the boarded walkway from Hastings Street to the National Park - and the national park itself.
Walkers have the choice of following the beach for a distance before climbing up steps to join the walkway
Or they can take the longer gradual climb up the hill before going downhill to Little Cove.
Both ways the path has been built around existing trees, like these lovely ghost gums
There are always a number of people on the walkway but it is easy to forget them and just enjoy the natural sights.
I'm sure this is kawakawa which in NZ is known for its medicinal properties.
From Little Cove those who don't mind steps can take lots and lots of them up to the road that leads to my brother's apartment. I don't like steps, they disagree with my hips, so prefer to take the longer, easier route around to National Park, then the short walk up leafy Mitti street to the apartment.