This boat was very polite and well mannered and hardly moved on its moring whilst I sketched and the sun burnt holes in my head. This little fella has all the charm of a member of a prosperous fishing village of yesteryear.
Bermagui still has an active fishing fleet with the boats being massive powerful fish hunters. A huge haul of Leather Jackets came in on Saturday. Not the ones you wear.
The bloke in the background didn’t catch a thing the whole time I sat there. Because he wasn’t there I suppose.
Even though I have lost my sense of smell I can still find a great coffee in an unfamiliar town. This time Bermagui.
An early morning swim at the magnificent ocean pool ‘Blue Pool’ saw a conversation with a local about coffee turn into a visit to ‘Mister Jones’ in a not so obvious position. Young Matt the artist started his compact art studio in Bermagui (NSW South Coast) and it has grown to include a fully blown Espresso Bar … serving no doubt one of the best coffees I have had (equal to Bay Leaf in Byron Bay … both second to no other).
Matt is a barista and an artist. Exceptional at both.
The vibe at Bermagui is instant ‘country welcome’ and is magnified at Mister Jones by both Matt himself and his enthusiastic patrons. Every dimension of this place is simple and so easy to melt into.
Whilst the country stopped for yet another horse race in November we went out to the point with Sid and Mary and watched the aerial acrobatics of mother and baby whales … just 100m away. Spectacular.
More Bermagui coming soon.