COME SEE Blowhole Beach, Fleurieu Peninsula. Australia.
As told by Jackie Te-Aroha.
The names given to Australian landmarks are usually derived from their characteristics. Places like the Blue or Snowy Mountains in NSW, Crocodile Creek in QLD or Wave Rock in Western Australia. So when I heard the name Blowhole Beach I immediately began picturing a shoreline with nearby rocks to which the ocean waves crashed and caused a violent eruption of water into the air. Similar to the Blowhole in Kiama New South Wales… only more sand. But I didn’t witness anything resembling the previous description. I mean, maybe it was there and maybe we just didn’t explore hard enough. Like, there was that tall, steep rock formation to the right of the beach that we couldn’t be bothered climbing… Anyway, if it’s there, let us know and we’ll be back in a heartbeat. But for now I’m happy to assume that this might just be one of those times where the name of a place doesn’t reflect its qualities.
Now that we sorted out what’s not there let me tell you what is there. An amazing little surf beach hidden deep in an undeveloped valley on the southern coast of the Fleurieu Peninsular! Correction. A FUCKING AMAZING little surf beach hidden deep in the valley of a conservation park where kangaroos roam freely. And you can get to it in less than two hours drive from Adelaide CBD!
We made the trip from Victor Harbour, which took just under an hour. Being that our vehicle wasn’t a 4WD, we had to leave it at the Cobbler Hill Picnic Area and take the scenic foot route down. The hike is 1.5km and steep! But you are rewarded visually 10 times over.
There are three rest points along the track with small wooden seats built in the most perfect coast gazing positions. Almost like whoever built them wanted you to stop and indulge.
We saw a few kangaroos along the trail, which I of course tried to photograph. And whilst trying to get that million dollar shot of our iconic fauna standing alone against the vast yellow-tinged valley and blue skies I found myself preying and then chasing two Roo’s up a sharply inclining hill with my camera pressed firmly against my face until I eventually admitted defeat. Oh well, if it wasn’t meant to be, it wasn’t meant to be.
We reached the bottom car park and whilst the waters were enticing we decided to make our way down the rocks of the left side to see if there were any good vantage points for photos. There were a couple of guys out in the surf, a family group eating their pre-packed sandwiches with a few other people scattered here and there. Now, on a 30-degree plus day any other shoreline surrounding Adelaide city would have had 8-10 times more people crowding the area so this was great to see once we arrived.
Once on the sand we laid our towels out to soak in some of those warm rays. I fell asleep on my stomach then hastily woke up with two half dead ‘pins-and-needle’ arms. Without too much thought I stood up instantly and unsteadily made my way towards the ocean, which looking back wasn’t the smartest thing I’ve done. After a couple of minutes I looked back to see Zade coming to join me. The water was fresh. And after soaking in the warmth of the sun for the past however long, a little bit of a shock to the system but I couldn’t resist Moana’s calling (Moana translating to ocean in both Maori and Hawaiian).
Once out of the water we began scouting the shore to see if there was anyone we could hitch a ride back uphill with. We already knew before leaving that was the plan. Zade had said earlier to keep an eye out for a couple because that means they’ll have a spare back seat. There was only one other couple on the beach and they were not in any hurry to leave but as we were picking up our towels a guy who was reading his book just to the right of us began to pack up his stuff. Zade went in to go suss the situation and as soon as he smiled I knew it was a yes. I mean, she could have asked him for the keys to his truck and his credit card and he still would have smiled and said yes. Jokes aside, he was a really nice guy, recently moved to SA from NSW who was just out to enjoy his day off. I can’t remember Ol’ mates name but thanks for the lift bro, we appreciate it.
If we ever go back to Deep Creek (which I’m sure we will) I’d like to explore the coast a little more along the Heyson Trail towards Cape Jervis and who knows maybe we’ll even find a hidden blowhole. So if you’re feeling a little adventurous and looking for somewhere different to get your feet wet then we would definitely recommend Blowhole Beach and it’s downhill hike! But if you have little ones the hike might be a bit too intense and if you’re not a strong swimmer then we would advise staying close to the shore as the beach is un-patrolled and strong rips are frequent. But don’t let those things scare you, we survived and had fun and I’m sure you will too.
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