The family New Year Holiday Trip is come to an End : Last Stop is in Rainbows Beach and Inskip Point

As our adventure drew to a close, the final chapter of our journey unfolded at the Big4 Breeze Holiday Park, under the relentless drizzle of rain. The skies were gray, the wind carried the scent of the sea, and our spirits remained unyielding as we wrestled with the soaked tent, setting it up near the camp kitchen and toilet facilities. The sound of rain tapping on our tarpaulin accompanied us, and despite the damp chaos, we couldn’t help but laugh at our dripping hair and muddied shoes.
Once the tent was secure, we ventured out to explore Inskip Point, a serene haven where the land gently kissed the sea. The rain eased to a mist, and the quiet of the place wrapped around us like a soft blanket. Time seemed to pause as we gazed at the calm waters and imagined the ships that once sailed these shores.
Before the day ended, we drove to Rainbow Beach, timing our arrival just before the sunset at 5 PM. The beach was breathtaking, with its powdery sand stretching endlessly and hues of yellow, black, and brown painting the landscape. Although we didn’t have a 4x4 to traverse further and witness the famed multicolored cliffs, the simplicity of the sights we encountered felt special. The black and yellow sands merged like art, their natural beauty striking in their own right.
Meanwhile, the kids immersed themselves in their own adventure, gathering sandstone pieces from the beach to create colorful artworks. Their small hands carefully stacked stones, arranging them into playful patterns and sculptures that celebrated the unique beauty of the place. Their laughter echoed as they marveled at their creations and ran to the playground nearby, releasing endless energy while we soaked in the peaceful views.
As the golden hour faded, we returned to the park, stopping by IGA to pick up groceries for a simple dinner. The night settled in quietly, with the rain picking up again as we shared a warm meal under the makeshift shelter of the camp kitchen. We reflected on the joys of the trip-the adventures, the laughs, and even the little mishaps that would become cherished memories.
With full hearts and tired bodies, we slipped into our tent one last time, lulled to sleep by the rhythmic patter of rain. Tomorrow, Brisbane awaited, but for now, we held onto the magic of Rainbow Beach, the kids’ sandstone art, and the beauty of life on the road.