Hh IS FOR HUNGRY HEAD BEACH.
THE YAAN : The Bellinger River enters the Pacific Ocean at Urunga. There’s a beach out there but no road access and they tell me that the surf is dodgy at the end of the breakwall. That makes Hungry Head the main beach for Urunga and points further upriver. Its only a few kilometres South along Hungry head Road to the Beach. I have heard a few explanations of how the Headland got its name. The one I like is that when the townspeople and the cedar cutters were waiting for the ships from Sydney and England to bring supplies, they kept lookout from the Headland – but they were hungry. I also like the story that is used to scare tourists and children. That’s the one that says there are a lot of sharks out there just waiting for one of us to become dinner.
The whales are passing at the moment. People see them out at sea. I go to Hungry Head to soak in the lagoon where the ti-tree flows. Its good for wounds and skin problems, is the ti-tree. The uneducated think that it’s dirty water running down because its dark brown. That’s the ti-tree stain.
My dad walked that beach most days. He was a living legend in town with his Speedos and white whiskers and big wooden staff. All the way from Urunga to Hungry Head, he walked. Along the sand beside the Pacific Ocean. Now, he truly is a legend. R.I.P. Bruce Sanders.
When I was a little girl, a hermit lived down this track. He gave my Dad a hankie to give me. All neatly folded and clean and embroidered.
URUNGA LAGOON WITH THE TI-TREE FLOWING