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Point Danger.

G’day

Last Saturday we headed down to the southern end of the Gold Coast.

We don’t often stop on the Goldie, preferring to explore the galleries, café’s and natural attractions in the hinterland instead. This time though, we decided to visit a place on the south-eastern most point of Queensland we hadn’t visited in over 10 years.

Point Danger

Point Danger

Nestled between Duranbah to the south and Snapper Rocks to the north, Point Danger is located just east of Coolangatta, about 100 km (60 miles) south of Brisbane City and amongst other things, has marked the eastern most point of the New South Wales – Queensland Border since 1863.

Walk Of Rememberance

Walk Of Remembrance

When we arrived at Point Danger, it was partly cloudy, with a slight sea breeze blowing in from the north-east, so we decided to take a stroll along the Walk Of Remembrance which follows the Point Danger cliff top and eventually leads to a park.

The walk has 41 plaques along its length commemorating the allied and merchant ships sunk off the Australian coast during WWII by Japanese submarines and German surface raiders.

Boardwalk Lookout

Point Danger Lookout

It takes a while to complete the walk if you stop to read each plaque, pondering the fate of the crew lost to the sea during those sea battles.

It’s well worth the time if you are interested though.

Duranbah Beach

Looking North To Duranbah Beach

At the end of the Walk Of Remembrance, there’s a lookout which has spectacular views out to the east and the open sea ( If you look real close you can see Norfolk Island 🙂 ), south to Duranbah Beach and north to Surfers Paradise.

Looking North To Surfers Paradise

Looking North To Surfers Paradise

We were only there for a short time , maybe 30 minutes, when the weather started to turn. The wind had picked up and one of the first storms of the season was blowing in over Surfers Paradise from the west.

Ah, the joys of living in the sub tropics eh?

True Love

True Love

One thing that intrigued me along the walk, was the wire rope stringers along the fence line at the lookout.

Visitors had left a series of padlocks on the wires. At first I thought someone was playing funny buggers, picking locks, breaking into places then leaving the padlocks on the fence line as a taunt. On closer inspection though, I found each padlock had two names engraved on them.

Obviously a declaration to the world.

Some padlocks even had other padlocks attached to them.

A family perhaps?

Note to self… I need to put a padlock on that fence.

Cheers.

A Family Perhaps?

A Family Perhaps?

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7 responses

  1. The Queens bridge in downtown Melbourne had the same tradition with the padlocks. Unfortunately, it was so popular it became unwieldy and they recently took them all down.

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    September 30, 2015 at 12:36 AM

  2. What a great place to ride you live in. There’s a bridge in Paris that has so many padlocks attached to it, it actually started to weigh down the railing and began to fall apart.

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    September 30, 2015 at 12:38 AM

    • I’ve never seen the padlock thing before mike. It’s a nice sentiment and adds a bit of charm I think.

      There is some much to see within a 120 mile radius of Brisbane… every time I go out I see something new.

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      September 30, 2015 at 8:02 AM

  3. What a beautiful place to walk. I think I would have been reading the plaques through the storm, well until it blew me away perhaps.

    Great lock photos too.

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    September 30, 2015 at 6:09 AM

    • I got through most of them but the wind picked up so much and the temp dropped quite a bit which is a sure sign of hail. Thanks for commenting

      Like

      September 30, 2015 at 8:00 AM

  4. Love the walk of remembrance image!

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    October 3, 2015 at 6:16 AM

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