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The Entrance…kinda


Okay, so it’s been … three months. Or thereabouts. Not great form. I apologise. I apologise also for such a lazy-ass post. But I had to get something on the screen, man. And this is the best I could do when contending with all the things that take up the days. Like hangover recoveries, eating hummus out of the container ’cause there are no crackers in my apartment, pissing off neighbours by playing music too loudly and watching¬†Reservoir Dogs. Et cetera.


I wanted to bring you a sunsoaked vision of one of the less-than-amazing suburbs near where I grew up, The Entrance. My brilliant sister summed up the area pretty well: “I’m pretty sure The Entrance is where the rainbow ice cream flavour was invented.” That and the lower back tattoo.


So, on this particular day, I dragged my mother and sister to this place in order to take some photographs. “But why?” My mother asked. Good question, mum. Always listen to your mother, folks.


The problem, as it turned out, was rather than boasting charming Australiana beach shacks and apartment blocks with excellent old fonts spelling out names like ‘Beachcomber’ like the ones you see in Manly, The Entrance (on NSW’s Central Coast, in case you don’t know) doesn’t really have much of architectural value. So you know. I snapped these. I wrote a bit. And I’ll be back with something better. But in the meantime, this post stands as a testament of some sort to the average Australian suburb with nothing to offer. Yeah, I knew I’d be able to spin something out of this.


Of course, while dragging half my family around, my DSLR ran out of battery. This is unsurprising as I can’t actually recall having charged it since I returned from Europe. In April. I then discovered my second best option – my phone – was in the car. After I stopped hyperventilating from the realisation that a) I’d been separated from my phone for a good ten minutes and b) I would continue to be separated from it for at least another fifteen, I borrowed my mum’s phone, took a couple more shots, grumbled words like “hole” and “waste of time”, then left. And now I bring the truly glorious results of that to you.


Seriously, though, this place is pretty cool. Especially if you like right angles. And dolphins.


6 South Scenic Road, Forresters Beach


“It’s a knockdown,” according to one local.


I totally disagree, although I don’t doubt that the next purchaser will knock down the quintessential beach shack and build one of the sprawling contemporary mega-homes already adorning most of the plots that adjoin Forresters Beach.


I knew about this house, which is currently up for sale with offers sought over $1.55 million, as I grew up in the area. Its peeling paint, pretty front garden and unbeatable beachfront position render it the perfect holiday home, and the idea of building a new place on the land makes me sad. It’s the kind of vacationer I aspire to own … when I make all my riches, of course.



Forresters Beach is a Central Coast suburb wedged between Terrigal and The Entrance (it borders Wamberal and Bateau Bay). It is notable for having an unpatrolled beach, and for also having exclusive access to Spoon Bay, a lovely, secluded … well, bay … that will take you to Wamberal and Terrigal beaches if you keep walking along the sand. It is an interesting place – small enough to walk from one end of the suburb to another (if you can be bothered), built primarily on sand, yet accommodating a wide variety of housing styles and inhabitants.



The beach side of the suburb houses the most covetable real estate (and, well … people), while the northern end of the suburb contains mostly middle-of-the road suburbia brick and weatherboard places. A large portion of the houses were once weekenders, so the suburb has its fair share of small fibro cottages.


This house stands out as it has one of the suburb’s best positions (with direct access to the beach), yet retains its character. It’s a beach home through and through – the kind of place you look forward to travelling to in summer, its floorboards inescapably covered with sand, its floor-to-ceiling windows letting in the salty sea breeze.


Its private beach stairs


Forresters Beach, on an unfortunately gloomy day