Growing up we spent many a Sunday afternoon down at the “the rock” (as we called it) below Something Good. You know the one I’m referring to. The one where the water washed through between the rocks and into the little natural tidal pool. Yes, the one in the picture. Stopping by there on Sunday I realised that we’ve never really brought our kids to swim here and although it was a glorious summers winter day, I think we may wait till proper summer when the water is a little warmer.