This morning a very chirpy toddler and two rather tired parents sat down to a pancake breakfast and tried to decide what to do with their sunny, Sunday morning. We finally settled on an old favourite that we haven't visited for well over a year (I'm pretty sure Ayana was still in the back pack last time we went). In order to get to Library Point you have to head further out into the country until you see the large and completely intimidating high security prison sprawled out before you. The important part is to turn a sharp left and head down a small, uneven road just before you hit the prison gates! Suddenly you find yourself at the entrance of a large reserve (complete with a dog park and horse/ bike trails). The walking track eventually leads you to a completely magical spot at the very end of the point where the tidal waters quickly turn from murky brown to a radiant blue (when the weather is right). It was here that the first settlers established a mobile library system for those living in these remote regions. Once a month somebody would row down the river in a small boat laden with books, and lucky locals could collect some fresh reading material. You could only imagine what a treasure it would be to have a book to get lost in when you're otherwise living in total isolation! Anyway, nice history aside, this particular spot is just so tranquil that it's a great place to come a re-energise. I definitely plan to visit more often again!