Gosh, that’s taken me back waza...
We had numerous family winter holidays up at Yamba in the early 70’s.
Not having a car mum and dad would take us 3 kids up by train and bus or taxi out to Yamba for a month.
We always stayed at the Craigmore units and every year dad would go, as you mentioned, up to the pub to get to good oil.
Being limited to walking we always fished the town wall and every holiday got fish.
Some memories include the year it rained the whole month and I ran Pippi beach in thigh deep sea foam.
The time we met a young guy who was an apprentice baker and brought us the best pies I’ve ever tasted.
Another year, there was a big storm and fishermen from Red Rock lost their lives with one washing up on Convent beach.
Buying my own rod and reel and the excitement of catching the first fish on that combo.
Dad always wished he could have fished the renowned middle wall and I still have hopes of doing that for him.
After they retired mum and dad still went north, however shifted to Ilkua for the whole of winter.
Dad eventually became ill in his old age and insisted in one last holiday, where he finally became very unwell and passed away in McLean hospital.
I have so many treasured memories of our childhood holidays in Yamba and thanks to you waza for bringing them back for me,
stu.