Twenty one years ago, I was on Cassady beach, about 20 kilometres from Ingham in North Queensland, three weeks before the birth of my gorgeous daughter Cassidy Ferguson Bourne.
YES! We named her after this beautiful beach and today she came back with Skin and her mother to celebrate her namesake.
We were all up early this morning, ready to walk from our caravan park at Forrest Beach, to the site of special memories.
The sun rose behind the tree lined beach.
Skin thought it looked spooky.
OOOOOOOOOO.............................
We set off along the sand.
We let Skin run off ahead.
He was feeling a little left out with all this fuss over Cassidy and her beach, so he crawled into a large pineapple shrub!
He only came out when a friendly fish called out from afar.
"S-K-I-I-I-I-I-NNNNNNNNNN!"
Skin fell out of the pineapple shrubbery and onto the sand.
She was ANNA LURRING fish and convinced Skin of the mysterious beauty and magic of Cassady Beach.
He felt much better and we all followed her to the AGED THONG TREE.
This tree has been covered in shoes and thongs for over 22 years. Some looked quite new and some were old and tattered and probably had been washed up on the beach.
The ANNA-LURRING couldn't remember the Thong Legend or how the thongs came to be hanging on the tree.
I remember them from my visit all those years ago.
We walked along the beach to try and find the old shack I had stayed in on our holidays.
We saw that it had been demolished, and there was only a circle of sand left.
We walked back to Forrest Beach and sat looking out to sea
waiting for Skin's return.
The ANNA LURRING had taken him for a ride over the waves to meet her family.
I WONDER WHEN HE WILL RETURN????????????????????
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