Why did the rock go to school? Because it wanted to be a little boulder!

Strolling along the breakwater towards Muttonbird Island felt like walking on a ribbon of asphalt suspended between two worlds—the serene marina on one side and the infinite ocean on the other. The path curved gently ahead, flanked by massive rocks that seemed to whisper tales of resilience. The green hill in the distance stood as a silent guardian under a partly cloudy sky. This walk is more than just a route; it's an invitation to reflect on life's journey and its many vistas.