Enterprising locals in Jervis Bay these days make a killing off bottlenose dolphin and humpback whale-watching cruisies; they apparently can reliably be seen except for the one time I suggested my Norwegian flatmates give it a burl and then they were nowhere to be found.

Once we did a canoeing trip right across the bay, though on account of me being right pathetic with an oar me and dad were in the embarrassing spot of getting towed across by the guides and their outboard motor. The marine park is swimming, so to speak, with sea eagles and penguins, and gannets, so people keep telling me, not that I’ve got any idea what gannets are.

Oh, and for all those Europeans who think that beach consist of fenced-off strips of grey rocks, take good note here of what a proper beach is. It’s got sand. And as far as sand goes, Hyams beach in Jervis Bay has reputedly got the whitest sand in world.

For those of you who really want to knock over some solid sightseeing, Hyams Beach is also just around the headland from Blenheim, the resident nudie beach. NB: Unlike in Sydney, where you can get all sorts of litigated for trying to take a pic of your own kid on the beach, cameras are a-ok here. So go crazy.