We walked into Grafton on Saturday of the Easter weekend to enjoy the next day as a rest day in this wonderful town. Every street is wide enough to accommodate a bullock dray and every street is lined with the most beautiful trees. The different shades of green, the size of the trunks, the bark exteriors, the leaf shapes - all different and all huge!! The oldest tree I have found is a Fig "Moracae" planted in 1880. I have realy rested in the shade of these trees as we sat watching this huge river wind around the town. We were entertained by much river activity with speed boatsm house boatsm jet skis and wind surfers. The colors of the water changes as the sun moves across the sky and clouds skudding creat patterns on the water as well. Hmmmmm.... now ready for the next leg onto Coffs Harbour