We drove down on Friday night, arriving just after midnight with no idea just how nice the place we were visiting was going to be like... We awoke to this view from the balcony.
After a cooked breakfast of aqua pancakes and a traditional fry up we headed to the beach.
Where we tried to cross to Green Island, which dad remembered visiting many years ago when he was younger. It turns out the water was a little deeper, and a little faster than we realised!
So we had a swim in the lagoon (crystal clear mind you) before heading back to the house for some lunch. After lunch, Dad and the girls enjoyed some time on the kayaks.
And then we left the others to go back to the beach and attempt the crossing to the Island again. We were amazed to be the only people on the entire beach... We strolled out over the land bridge to the island (where after a short period we were its only inhabitants) and enjoyed a swim in the amazing water.
At night we sat around a fire pit and watched fish jump from the water... before heading back home on Sunday. Lake Conjola is definitely on the list for a return trip!
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